He doesn't say much about it at all, can't really find the words to say if he tried to.

Tikki was like the crashing of waves on the shore, relentless and yet usually gentle, and yet he could remember her in a strange collage of all her chosen in the past, knew about past Ladybugs or rather whatever name stuck in that time.

Plagg wonders if she realizes past the fact that they've both came to know; soulmates as they'd realized centuries ago, supposed to balance each other out, be there for each other.

With her, it always felt almost mystical and yet so breathtakingly ordinary and sweet.

Tikki riled him up like nobody's business, left him aggravated at the worst of times, but laughing at the best of times.

They didn't need kisses to symbolize whatever humans took them for, but he couldn't help that some days, he'll just lean over and snag a kiss.

Usually, it contented him just enough to feel her presence nearby or snuggle up on some soft surface or even give each other a much needed hug.

With Tikki, things just fell into a confusing sort of normal.

She was harder to understand than sweet, sweet Camembert.

Plagg loved cheese while she loved chocolate chip cookies and sweets in general; he didn't understand how throwing food into a hot fire or stove or oven or whatever people used nowadays made something taste better.

Cheese was already perfect, didn't need extra moments to fluff it up, make it taste better, and definitely wasn't nearly as complicated as other Kwami tended to be.

Still Tikki often brought smiles to his face that he'd often deny later; there was just something about being around her, about sneaking away from their chosens for some much needed time together for a moment, or even about the way that she made him laugh like no one else ever could.

Tikki'd always amazed him, left him at somewhat of a loss as to what to say or do, but she'd never been outside of his reach.

Humans were too complicated, often wanted to make things much more difficult, and naturally didn't have the simple ease of centuries around their soulmates to make things much easier.

Plagg rolled his eyes at the thought; may be that would make them exceedingly more boring. He didn't really know, just knew that for some reason, he wouldn't trade seeing Tikki for the rest of his life for a year of just being around humans.

Plagg really did love her though she'd always be more complicated than his precious Camembert.