The light on Val's chest spoke of pride beyond words. "It shines through the brightest when we are most aligned with our spirit... when we are most true to ourselves", he whispered in reverence.

Adrien smiled to himself. Again he watched the light of his magic, the treasure that bared his transformation.

Val folded his arms over the windowsill. He turned to Adrien. "Orange... Do you know what it means?".

Adrien joined him by the window. "...Let's say I don't", he replied with a simper, "because I want to hear it from you".

Val chuckled softly. "...Orange is the color of growth, change, and completion. It's the color of ripeness... The color of energy and action. And the color of joy". He took in a deep breath. "Like a beam of sunlight... it is one final moment of completeness. It is the present, in its brightest form. It's you".

"It's me?", Adrien said, to himself more than to Val. "Maybe...".