Fragments are the things I've been writing so far, as I get stuff ready for exchanges. So this is not exactly anything, but it's there.

"Tempting?" Ladybug asked. "Why would they be tempting?"

"What else would you take seriously?" Plagg said, floating up into her face. "You keep telling him to be serious. He is."

"That's not attractive," she said.

"Attractive would be a bonus," Plagg said, "memorable would be a big bonus, but that's not what we're going for here. If it fixes the problem, he's going to go for it."

"But then there won't be a Chat Noir!"

"Then there won't be—" Plagg coughed bubbles instead of the name he was going to say, "—which, in his opinion, might not be such a bad thing. Chat Noir will still continue."

"Why are you telling me this?" Ladybug asked
"You make it sound like I'm the only thing keeping him alive."

Plagg floated along thoughtfully in silence. "Because," he ventured, "when you find out who it is, you're going to need to understand how to get him out."