[His eyes roll ever so slightly at Aramis' grand entrance, though he hardly commits to it as he shoots an amused grin his way. Leave it to his partner to make the party all about him - though to be perfectly honest, he's probably right. But Porthos will skip on feeding his ego.
His stomach grumbles at the mention of food, and he follows after Athos as he shrugs off both his backpack and jacket, dropping them together on a corner somewhere.]
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His stomach grumbles at the mention of food, and he follows after Athos as he shrugs off both his backpack and jacket, dropping them together on a corner somewhere.]
Give us the food, we'll see if it's too much.