Aramis has a set of patterns that Athos has quietly learned. He would never outwardly claim responsibility for any of his friends, but must admit that there are more than one occasion in which they require looking after. Now, it seems that Athos is good to have been wandering, given what he finds. He inclines his head lower in respect, but it is Aramis who draws his gaze. "Your Majesty," he greets, a look of warning question in Athos' eyes.

What have you done now, Aramis is the unspoken demand.