[chapter 1][chapter 1]
"Just so you know, some of us like the model because he reminds us of the person, not the other way around..." [chapter 2]"Thanks, Marinette..." [chapter 2]It wasn’t until the car was long gone that she realized he’d called her ‘Mari’. [chapter 2]
As if sensing him, she turned, and even that subtle motion sent her ribbons furling around her and made her hair catch the dying light. [chapter 3]
She stood motionless for a moment, watching the giant of a man bury his face in his hands, then she turned slightly, looking at Chat with a haunted expression. [chapter 5]