René d'Herblay, alias Aramis

Removed as he is from the present, some part of Aramis must notice Athos on the stairs, for he doesn't flinch when Athos grasps him. Instead, Aramis leans into the touch, grateful that it can still offer comfort when so little else can manage.

"Chased away," he answers, a pitiful attempt at a smile on his lips. "And from such excellent company, too." Aramis nods towards the pot, feeling his very bones creak with the motion. "There is coffee."