"One horse's power is usually enough for those," Porthos replies, "and for fun." 120 horsepower? He can't even imagine it.
But he is very aware of his lack of wit when it comes to flirting and he can only wonder, what would Aramis say? The problem being that the answer is, Aramis wouldn't say a thing, he would just look at Porthos with that annoying smile, waiting for him to put his foot in it.
"Anything with excitement," he awkwardly answers her question, although he doesn't sound any kind of self-conscious. His words might not be the most elegant, but they're true, and that's enough for him. "A good race, a good game of cards, a good fight..."
He trails off instead of going on, because there are some things you don't say in front of a lady, even when her fingers are still tracing the fleur-de-lis on your pauldron. But he does sound like there's more there he might have said.
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But he is very aware of his lack of wit when it comes to flirting and he can only wonder, what would Aramis say? The problem being that the answer is, Aramis wouldn't say a thing, he would just look at Porthos with that annoying smile, waiting for him to put his foot in it.
"Anything with excitement," he awkwardly answers her question, although he doesn't sound any kind of self-conscious. His words might not be the most elegant, but they're true, and that's enough for him. "A good race, a good game of cards, a good fight..."
He trails off instead of going on, because there are some things you don't say in front of a lady, even when her fingers are still tracing the fleur-de-lis on your pauldron. But he does sound like there's more there he might have said.