Ladybug looked up, just briefly, and her smile was faint, but there.

He thought with his heart, not his head. For most of their partnership, she'd thought with her head, not her heart, despite how difficult that was - because they were two halves of the same whole. One of them had always been there to cover what the other couldn't.

That had been how they'd worked - and it had all gone to hell when she'd let her heart get the better of her in the battle with Hawkmoth.

"I try to do the opposite," she said softly. "Think with my head, I mean. It was always my job to have a plan, or if I didn't have one to start with, to... come up with one. ...but recently I've been speaking and acting without thinking a lot."

She drew one of her hands away from her mouth so that she could rest it over her heart.

"...you make it very easy for me to think with my heart."

And very difficult for her to think with her head.