In spite of everything, at some point, the high of his electric enthusiasm started to fade, and a sort of amorphous nervousness began rising to take its place. Adrien recognized that cold pang in his stomach - it had happened to him other times; it was this dreadful feeling of having been left without something important - as if the ground had been stolen from his feet; and the more he struggled, the farther he fell from the surface. He closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths, trying to keep this feeling at bay - but it would not leave him, and he could not make it leave.

"Is everything alright?".