The idea of his father fighting seemed so ludicrous. He could mess up his schedule, or his suit. But then... Ladybug said he helped in the end that, that was how he...

And he trusted Ladybug, completely.

Still, the thought was weird enough to cut through just deeply enough that he could push his emotions back down for now, and work his way towards his usual composure.

"I don't think I'd be much for magic anyway, even in some weird bizzaro dream world."