[She's going to take his silence as a yes, and she nods. And then she's back to making as much noise as she can as per their plan.

When his sword swings true and lops through the second tentacle, sending it down to join the first, Marinette fights the urge to grimace. Is this what it was going to be like for the next however long? If nothing else, it seemed simple enough to dispatch of them now that they had a plan.]

Kinda wish it was under more pleasant circumstances, but yea.

[And by this point, she's already on the lookout for the inevitable replacement arm.]