[...] [Pauses in their walking and tugs on his hand, pulling him in closer and to look at him fully]
I know. [it's easy to get morose tonight but also on the battlefield, thinking Aramis would never know what became of him. Able to convince himself that 'would he even care?' could be a legitimate question.]
[... runs his thumb absently over Aramis' ring] If it were possible, you know I'd...
[But anyway. it isn't possible.] [Anyway.] I know you have my back.