[ it's the usual. chat had been doing his own bit of evacuation on his way to meet with ladybug, the cocktail of emotions that were the usual settling in his stomach as he approaches. an urgency in regards to the akuma, a small bloom of excitement at the chance to see her.
the bloom of excitement shifts to concern when he finally lands at her side, his ears perking up curiously when their routine doesn't continue as it should. this is where she comments on his tardy entrance, or enlightens him on the situation; this is where he's supposed to make some kind of joke, but it dies in his throat to make way for concern when he sees her face.
he's observant. and he knows ladybug too well (while simultaneously not really knowing her at all) to not sense that something is wrong. ]
My Lady?
[ tentatively, a hand outstretches to touch her shoulder. ]
ლ(●ↀωↀ●)ლ my lady
the bloom of excitement shifts to concern when he finally lands at her side, his ears perking up curiously when their routine doesn't continue as it should. this is where she comments on his tardy entrance, or enlightens him on the situation; this is where he's supposed to make some kind of joke, but it dies in his throat to make way for concern when he sees her face.
he's observant. and he knows ladybug too well (while simultaneously not really knowing her at all) to not sense that something is wrong. ]
My Lady?
[ tentatively, a hand outstretches to touch her shoulder. ]