Rooftops were as natural to Chat Noir as the city streets. He was quick to move across them, using the boosted endurance from Plagg. It was amazing, how much easier it was with his partner powering him then having to use his own willpower for it.

He soon finds what he's looking for. Maybe. Someone near a closed off building and isolated from anyone else. They may be an ally, already willing.

Or someone who needed help.

When he comes down, its with the deliberate choice of being between her and the door. "Well, well, well. Good day, madam, how are you faring today?" He greeted, leaning on his extended baton, using it almost as a cane, belt tail swishing behindnhim.