"She's fine. She was just leaving, weren't you, Marinette?"

The look Chloé shot the other girl was one of pure loathing, and she dug her heels in to keep herself standing when Adrien tried to move her out of the way. Yeah, no, that wasn't happening. He was still on a cocktail of painkillers; she was in perfect health.

"No, actually," Marinette retorted. "I'm staying right where I am."

"On the ground? Well, that works for you."

"...ugh." Marinette got to her feet and tried to move back to Adrien's bedside, but Chloé threw out an arm and pushed her back.

"No you don't. I've got half a mind to call his father in here and have you thrown out."

"...yeah, good luck with that."