(there's a sigh of relief when he feels her stirring again, and seeing her speak and open her eyes at least brings a smile to his face. though... there's really no escaping how awkward this situation is going to be, and adrien can't really say he's looking forward to it.
after all, marinette already seems plenty nervous about everything.
equally for him, it's hard to make eye contact with marinette at this point. he's not ashamed or disappointed to discover she's ladybug. hardly. but it's more... he doesn't know what to do now. or where this leaves them. if they were strangers, this might have, in a way, been easier.
but they're good friends (possibly something more on adrien's end if he ever manages to be honest), and he simply wonders where this leaves them.
he chuckles awkwardly under his breath, setting marinette down out of his arms so she'll be able to move on her own now.) Yeah, it's me. No prank or anything. I'm... Chat Noir.
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after all, marinette already seems plenty nervous about everything.
equally for him, it's hard to make eye contact with marinette at this point. he's not ashamed or disappointed to discover she's ladybug. hardly. but it's more... he doesn't know what to do now. or where this leaves them. if they were strangers, this might have, in a way, been easier.
but they're good friends (possibly something more on adrien's end if he ever manages to be honest), and he simply wonders where this leaves them.
he chuckles awkwardly under his breath, setting marinette down out of his arms so she'll be able to move on her own now.) Yeah, it's me. No prank or anything. I'm... Chat Noir.