"It's part of training," Athos says. "I assure you, I take great strides to make sure he fights Aramis and not I." Though, he believes that Porthos takes fights with both of them kinder than he would with an enemy and Athos does fear for that. Staggering to his feet, he disturbs the bottle of wine he had brought with him, listening to it clank as it rolls on the ground while he tries to steady his balance, running a palm over his face. "What are you doing here?" he asks, as though the answer is not obvious.