This left Lyra with no way to answer, because no matter if she answered quickly or not, it would be wrong.
"Uncle Morris, can we go now?" Changing the topic was still an option.
Lyra looked at Morris expectantly with both eyes.
He lifted his elbow, and his cuffs were pulled back a bit by the movement, revealing the watch on his wrist, then said, "Let's go."
...
While waiting for the elevator, Lyra silently took out a mask from her bag and put it on.
She got this mask from the nurse, because Morris was too eye-catching wherever he went, and she couldn't show that she knew him, or it would be too conspicuous.
The elevator door opened, and Lyra looked back: "Uncle Morris, the elevator is here."
Morris nodded: "Hmm."
The two entered one after another.
This was the VIP floor, so there were no other people in the elevator for the time being, but more and more people would come in as the elevator descended, almost reaching the elevator's capacity.
