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[missmaladroite]

[Aaaaaaand there she goes, into the sin bin. Marinette's on her hands and knees for a while, only really moving to stare at the video feed and watch Adrien. Like a creepy stalker. Except her face is more drawn - she's obviously more concerned about him than she is her death. In fact, she doesn't even notice Elizabeth's in the room at first, finally turning the second she makes a loud enough noise]

Eli--- Elizabeth!

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sike fits this in before dinner

[baptizer]

[ The first thing is:

Elizabeth sucks with choosing male company.

The woman was immediately in search for Marinette where she can just... leap at her to wrap her arms around her? Because, wow, this girl has done enough and suffered enough? Elizabeth brings the girl in with a harsh squeeze, clutching her tightly. ]

Marinette... oh, child...

slides this in later

[missmaladroite]

[She probably should have expected this. She kind of wanted to do it herself, despite the tension all over the trial. But somehow, she's shocked when Elizabeth grabs her - she goes rigid for about a second - and then relaxes into the embrace and brings her arms up around her, too.]

[It feels nice. Like a hug from Alya, or her mom. It feels like forever since she's had one]

Elizabeth... I'm glad you're okay.

[She wants to protest being called 'child', but her expression softens. It really has been forever]

[baptizer]

[ It's 1912s lingo!!! Old lady lingo!!! ]

I'm fine - I've been fine but you... I'm so sorry...

[ Coming to terms with death was a hell of a thing, but ultimately, the pain she must have gone through. A hero's work being nothing but tragedy in the end... Elizabeth feels nothing but sympathy. ]