As the elevator ascended, a faint vibration echoed from Migzer's pocket, drawing Blair's attention. With her curiosity piqued, she glanced at him, then mumbled. "I didn't know you used a phone," she said casually.
Migzer's response was nonchalant, though a hint of tension lingered beneath his calm exterior. "Yeah... It's just an old model I keep on me," he explained vaguely, his hand going into his pocket to pull out the device. With a slow motion, he pulled his phone up to his face, its sleek surface gleaming faintly under the elevator's soft light. As his gaze fixed upon the screen, a furrow formed between his brows, a silent indication of his perplexity.
