Porthos snuggles in the moment Aramis is close enough, eager as he wraps him up in his arms, drifting fingers through Aramis' hair. "I wasn't alone," he reminds him gently. "I was with Oliver and Felicity, his sister," he reminds Aramis. "Even before the attack, I had friends with me. First thing I did, though, was run for you and Athos."