(her caring about him is already going to his head, already filled with thoughts of she worried about me before herself!

he's about to take her hand with a smile and a quip, but thanks to the night vision in his mask, he's able to notice ladybug's wound before he does anything else. chat scrambles up, already inspecting it with nothing but worry and panic in his voice.) This isn't a scratch, it's a wound! Don't move that arm, we need something to cover it! There's got to be something around here...

(sure, they're in a dark and dreary cave with not a lot of resources, but that won't stop him from trying.)