[ the retort tumbling in his mind is obvious. it's okay, it's fine, i can handle it i swear, you can trust me— that don't evolve into anything more than thoughts, because in the end they were partners and he'd never tell ladybug she couldn't do something. if she felt she could handle it, she could, he knows, but... ]
Don't push yourself. [ is what he tells her carefully before they leap, and his next words come shyer. ] I mean— I'm here.
[ he pauses on that, feeling that maybe he's said too much. was that too bold? it's an honest statement, just an honest statement, as his hand fetches the baton at his back, expanding it to prepare.
~(=^‥^)_旦~ m'ladybug
Don't push yourself. [ is what he tells her carefully before they leap, and his next words come shyer. ] I mean— I'm here.
[ he pauses on that, feeling that maybe he's said too much. was that too bold? it's an honest statement, just an honest statement, as his hand fetches the baton at his back, expanding it to prepare.
and then he moves. ]