[ Adrien's trust was precious to her. She wouldn't let him down again. Marinette knew unfortunately very little about the medical field. Injuries and illnesses... she didn't have a lot of experience with them, much less a case like this. It made her a little anxious-- but she still had hope that when Tikki purified the akuma, everything would be put back to the way it was. Including any outstanding injuries. Naturally that meant she'd probably lose her memory at that time, but if that was the only way, then she'd gladly give them up for his safety.
Everyone else must have been evacuated. It didn't sound like there was anyone still here. This situation would probably confuse the town just as much as it did them. After all, Ladybug hadn't purified the akuma, things were still broken, but the akuma was nowhere to be found.
Things were still...
Oh no.
When she'd failed to purify the akuma the first time, Stone Heart's statues had remained-- the lasting effect of his powers. Would... would what she'd done to Adrien remain as well? He'd been Chat Noir at the time, so there was some uncertainty as to whether or not it could really latch on to him or if it might affect Plagg. She had a lot of things to worry about while he slept.
Including what Adrien had said. He wanted to ask her something important? What could it possibly be? As if she didn't have enough to worry about already, she caught herself panicking over what he might say to her when he woke up. But she couldn't just worry. The whole time she was thinking through these things, she was working dilligently to patch Adrien up. She administered antibiotic ointment to the open wounds and bandaged them up-- keeping the squares of fabric as small as she could so as not to make it look any worse than it already was. Mr. Agreste would already be worried sick no doubt, not to mention their friends.
All that worrying was tiring though. It was a good few hours before she could but at some point she finally just... passed out. The chair nor her position looked entirely comfortable, and some of her concern remained etched on her sleeping face. But she never let go of Adrien's hand and that was enough to help her sleep peacefully for a little while. ]
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Everyone else must have been evacuated. It didn't sound like there was anyone still here. This situation would probably confuse the town just as much as it did them. After all, Ladybug hadn't purified the akuma, things were still broken, but the akuma was nowhere to be found.
Things were still...
Oh no.
When she'd failed to purify the akuma the first time, Stone Heart's statues had remained-- the lasting effect of his powers. Would... would what she'd done to Adrien remain as well? He'd been Chat Noir at the time, so there was some uncertainty as to whether or not it could really latch on to him or if it might affect Plagg. She had a lot of things to worry about while he slept.
Including what Adrien had said. He wanted to ask her something important? What could it possibly be? As if she didn't have enough to worry about already, she caught herself panicking over what he might say to her when he woke up. But she couldn't just worry. The whole time she was thinking through these things, she was working dilligently to patch Adrien up. She administered antibiotic ointment to the open wounds and bandaged them up-- keeping the squares of fabric as small as she could so as not to make it look any worse than it already was. Mr. Agreste would already be worried sick no doubt, not to mention their friends.
All that worrying was tiring though. It was a good few hours before she could but at some point she finally just... passed out. The chair nor her position looked entirely comfortable, and some of her concern remained etched on her sleeping face. But she never let go of Adrien's hand and that was enough to help her sleep peacefully for a little while. ]