Ladybug and Chat Noir had still been curled around each other when Nino had returned to the roof. Chat Noir had essentially been catatonic; he was conscious, he was breathing, but was otherwise unresponsive outside of garbled babble in languages Nino was sure Adrien didn't speak. Prying them apart hadn't been easy, but eventually Ladybug had to concede that their current location wasn't the best one, and that Plagg needed to disengage and rest as much as Chat did.
"Are you saying you know who he is?" Ladybug gave him a look that was somewhere between confusion and condemnation.
Sighing, Jade Turtle nodded.
Ladybug's head cocked to the side, and the look she gave him was unreadable. "I think," she said slowly, "that later, you and I need to talk."
JT only nodded again, resigned. Ladybug was ignoring him, murmuring to her partner.
"Chat Noir? Chat? Minou, you need to go home."
Chat's only response was to tighten his arms around her. "Dyma gartref."
Ladybug shode JT a confused look, and he could only shrug in response.
"Please Chat, your transformation is going to wear off, and Plagg needs to recharge. You're exposed out here." Ladybug pleaded, tugging at his fingers. "You need to go home."
"Rydych chi'n gartref." Chat buried his face against her shoulder. "Anata wa watashinoiedesu."
Was that...Chinese? Jade wondered, half-hoping Chat was just messing with them. After all, Adrien spoke Chinese fluently. If he was messing with them, Jade decided, he'd throw him straight off the roof for worrying them, but...at least they would know he was alright.
That was Japanese. Wayzz commented. And... I don't know the other one.
Well, hell. This was going to be fun.
Thirty minutes later, Jade Turtle was steering Chat Noir through his bathroom and towards his bed. "Alright, Plagg, just dump him on the bed and let him go. I'll get you some cheese."
Jade's own transformation swirled around him as Wayzz reformed near his shoulder, settling in as Nino made his way to Adrien's desk. Opening up the mini fridge, he pushed past the bottles of water, looking for the cheese Adrien stored there for Plagg.
"There's a wheel sitting on top." Plagg said tiredly from the other side of the room.
Nino pulled a second wheel from the fridge, along with a bag of carrot sticks and one of Adrien's illegal energy drinks he liked to keep. Replacing the warm wheel with the cold one, Nino handed Wayzz a carrot stick before grabbing the cheese and heading back towards Plagg and a sleeping Adrien, dragging the computer chair behind him.
"Is he gonna be alright?" Nino asked, sagging back in Adrien's desk chair as he popped the tab on one of the cans.
"Yeah." Plagg was staring listlessly at his cheese. "He just needs to absorb everything. He'll be better in the morning."
"But will he know who he is?" Nino muttered, tipping the can back. Six in the evening was probably too late to be drinking an energy drink, but he didn't care. Perched on his shoulder, Wayzz munched on a carrot stick in silence.
"He knows who he is now." Plagg frowned at him. "He just needs to come to terms with who he was."
"'Who he was?'" Nino frowned. "Is that was that akuma's power was? Er, powers? We're still trying to figure it out. It was all kind of random."
"It wasn't, really." Wayzz spoke up. "Each arm did something different."
"But other people got touched by her, and they weren't...like this." Nino said, gesturing at his comatose friend. "I mean, he's actually comatose."
