Okay, she was a bonefide superhero with a whole outfit and a magic yo-yo. Cool. Everything was perfectly fine here and nothing was likely to go wrong at all! "Stiles is going to be so jealous of this," Scott answered with a small flash of a smile.
He was going to hold her to that, "getting out alive would be awesome," he agreed with a nod at Ladybug.
Scott tried to clasp tighter, but it felt as though something in his shoulder had...snapped. All of his strength seemed to drain from his arm and it was all he could do to clasp onto Ladybug's hand as he slipped. "I can't..." he said as he felt himself begin to fall away from her. He didn't want to know how far down it was, so he kept his eyes on the flash of red. Wondering just how much it was going to hurt when he hit the ground.
"At least my mom's not here," Scott thought aloud as he swallowed deeply, wondering if this was the end for him.