If he wanted to, he could follow her home. That would prove who the real Ladybug was. Alya had said on her Ladyblog that she was a student in their class. Then again she had also said Chloe was Ladybug and that ended up going south fast. Not knowing was killing him. Just a few hops a few houses behind her and his curiosity would be sated once and for all. Worst of all, Ladybug would have no idea he was behind her. She wouldn't even see him coming. That knowledge filled him with a sense of dread. If he had thought that, then what were the chances of another doing the same? Like Copy Chat? If his double had gotten to Ladybug first, Chat shuddered to think of what could have befallen his partner.

On top of his dread, he felt guilt. How could he think of doing something like that to Ladybug? She had asked for anonymity. He had thought about violating that trust by following her home? He felt awful for thinking about it, for letting it even cross his mind. There had been more than one occasion where he could have figured out who his partner was. Each time had toed the line quite dangerously.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Chat," Ladybug said.

"Goodnight, my Lady. I shall dream of you!" he said.

He stayed where he was, watching her as she zipped off and into the night. He was almost afraid that if he did move, he would move to follow after her. Only once she had disappeared completely from his line of sight did he finally turn and head home. His quiet, empty house, where no one even knew he went out on patrols. He imagined Ladybug had to quietly sneak back into her home, whereas Chat could probably just use the front door and no one would be the wiser. He always felt a sense of longing after Ladybug left.