"So do I," d'Artagnan says, voice soft, the words coming easier even than he'd have expected them to. It's something he's known for a while, since she showed up here, albeit in a distant sort of way, but nothing he'd ever put into such concrete terms before. There is a difference, after all, between this place offering them opportunities that they never would have been afforded back in Paris, or even preferring to live here, and hoping they never leave. He does, though, certain of it even without having to stop and give it much thought now. All of Darrow's strange customs and occurrences are more than worth putting up with if it means she gets to be free of her husband, and he gets to live out his days with Constance at his side. "Anything that would mean I'd get to be with you."