[Similarly, the combined effect of the memory and seeing Porthos is enough to clue him in as to who it belonged to-- and so he grins somewhat wryly at him. Hey, at least this wasn't anything too bad to feel.]
You know, guess I should thank you-- ain't every day a fella can learn how it feels to be real good at hand-to-hand combat. [Not that he's not good at it-- just isn't the way he's used to fighting, really.]