He knows what he's doing when he walks down this sidewalk, knows what he expects, and yet he can't help when his heart gets lodged up in his throat; Adrien startles when her eyes lock on his.
Pretty blue locks on bright green, and he loves the way his heart races after its initial lodging up in his chest, but it's not quite right though she smiles.
He doesn't realize just how much he missed her, and he wonders if she feels just the way he does.
"Mari," It cuts off and drags off, and he can't find the words to chase this feeling down, because it's limited, not limitless.
He didn't figure that his heart would lurch or that he'd be stuck missing her whenever he saw her again; it hurts like a pulsing ache in his chest rather than his head, it's like a migraine dislodged itself and found a new spot to reign in.
Adrien isn't sure what he expects, but he definitely doesn't expect her smile to soften or her eyes to be a gentle light, "Adrien, it's nice to see you again. Do you want to come in for a quick snack? Treat's on me." Her finger glistens, and it takes a second for reality to come crashing in.
"No, I'm fine." He smiles his best radiant smile though it's forced, "Good luck. I hope that all's well." It's really all that he can say when a cement block falls over his chest, locks it up, and leaves him so swollen with the notion of how far gone she is from him now.
Adrien is sure that if he tries that this day can shift into past, nearly forgotten memories, and that he can move in.
It physically wounds him to wave and smile and finally say goodbye; it feels like he's breaking off a part of his heart, not even trying to bandage it up and save it.
He hopes she's happy.