Athos gives Aramis a sharp look, sighing when he acknowledges that shouting and bickering is not going to do any good. "Fine," he murmurs, finally. "I accept that you're here and safe and will do your best to remain that way." He rubs at his frizzy hair, toppling his hat off. Crouching down to pick it up, he stumbles slightly before he begins his route back to the room.