Thanks. [Marinette says in appreciation as she notes him helping. Hiding away her posters and such away out of sight just in time that she can briefly relax for a minute. She slumps on the bed for a moment, biting her lip before glancing to the side when she hears her mother calls up the stairs that Adrien was here. Of course he'd have such timing, given the chauffeur and all.]
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Ah, send him up! Come in, Adrien!