[Lets himself be moved, lying down beside him and looking at him with a quiet kind of surprise, because damn it Aramis why do you like him.]
[...]
There isn't much else left to say. [...] She is kind, and gentle. And they love one another. And... [goes quiet for a long moment, squeezing his eyes shut and breathing out] And I do not understand how he can stand to look at me. But I don't know what I would do if he resented me.