Coco hesitated for a moment, then decided to step into the elevator. Lucas followed and helped her to press the floor button.

When the door shut before her, Coco suddenly stiffened, her face growing pale again.

"C-Can I hold your hand?" Coco whispered, barely managing her anxiety. She really needed to feel some warmth with her and to block her thoughts of the fear from the incident earlier.

Looking back at Coco, he could see the color had drained from her face and the tears forming in her eye