[ His smile brightens the room. Marinette can see it from the corner of her eyes. She only has to glance at him for a moment before her thoughts turn to mush again and she cups her hands over her cheeks, as if to will them to stop blushing.

She can't stop smiling herself, even as she stares at the ground. ]

Thank you. I-I just can't believe... I mean, I've imagined you saying things like that for so long. But I...

[ She chokes. She doesn't really know what she wants to say. ]

We need to... later. I mean! We... We need to... to talk about this... but I. We need to get out of here...

I'm starting to worry... a-about Tikki.