[it's no accident, then, if Porthos turns a corner and finds Athos, calmly walking through the maze with sword drawn, apparently in no hurry. he stops when he sees Porthos, quickly taking in the state of him, then shakes his sword a little before sheathing it. quietly, he undoes his ascot as he gets closer to Porthos, and looks him up and down again to find the cut that needs the most attention. sighing, he settles on the one on Porthos' forehead to start with, and starts dabbing at it with not quite the gentleness Aramis might have]