Her stomach churned as she tried to figure out how to answer him. There really wasn't any avoiding it, and he was going to have to get an answer sometime, but Marinette wished there was some easier way of breaking it to him.

There wasn't. In the end, she just had to come right out and say it.

"...you were shot."

It could have killed him. It probably should have killed him, and it was a miracle he was still alive; she wasn't sure how much of that Tikki and Nooroo had been responsible for. It was terrifying to think about.