Marinette's eyes widen as she reads the words in her portfolio again, finally understanding what he means. "Oh... I see..." Her cheeks flush even deeper, and she starts to stammer out an apology. "I-I didn't mean that literally! It was just supposed to be part of my character... For the role." She looks up at him with pleading eyes, hoping he understands.

"Please believe me," she says, her voice barely above a whisper now. "

Her breath hitches in her throat as he speaks, and her heart races with fear and anticipation. She feels incredibly exposed and vulnerable right now, but also aroused by the situation. "O-Okay..." she whispers, not quite sure what to expect next.

She swallows hard again and nervously licks her lips as she looks down at her lap, wondering if he's going to make a move or say something else first.