Porthos glances sidelong at Aramis, a look on his face that's drawn by his forehead knit together and a bit of worry lingering. "I accused him of that, when I was on my pills," he says. "I said that he chooses to be unhappy, willfully." True, he feels bad about it, but it's not something he plans on taking back, either. "He claims that's not true, but he's so ... stubborn," Porthos huffs out the word, reclining back in order to pull Aramis with him as he watches the christening on the screen.