Confused, feeling sick now with the pain and lack of air, Adrien watched the windows, his mind swimming with the overload.

I love you.

He hadn't known. He hadn't known and she'd nearly watched him die, and now...

Already, he was mixing up things that Marinette said, that Ladybug said. He saw them as the same, which seemed obvious to him, but apparently wasn't supposed to be.

"... there's more?" he asked, clearly overwhelmed.

What could possibly top this?