[He knows that look and he will argue until the sun is out, because he absolutely looks incredible in, mostly in the fact that he's got some very broad shoulders and a little bit of fabric does well for it. The legs? Maybe not so nice looking, given how short the sheet is, which he keeps adjusting.]

If he had any real sense, it'd be a proper French god, the sort you could feel good about worshiping.

[Not that Porthos really worships any god, but he's learning to cope in this place, beyond relieved to find a familiar face]

C'mon, then, let's go see who's got something better to drink.