The dog had been a very thoughtful gift, really, Athos found as he walked through the vineyard with her company, enjoying it greatly. He was happy for her being around, but he was currently in a bit of a fuss over Aramis' entry. He was feeling like a cuckold, really, as he worked and Aramis just charmed and sat about with visiting customers. He had been humiliated by his first marriage, his first love, so much so that he left his life as a Lord behind and taken up the name of Athos. He would not allow himself to be humiliated again.
Looking up when the dog took off for Aramis, Athos merely hit his hands together to get off any dirt there and went back to his task of looking over the grapes. "What did you want to speak of, Aramis?" He said softly after a moment, voice not really holding any emotion whatsoever besides slight distraction by his task.