Phonos gave her a pointed look in response to her question, about to answer when the elevator jerked and the light died. Without pause or hesitation, his hands immediately sought her out, one arm returning the touch of her own while the other moved to her opposite waist. It was a protective posture, shielding her in case something was attacking them or falling on top of them.

The moment he realized what has occurred and that they were both physically unharmed, he released her and took a step back to give her space again. Phonos ignored that his breathing was slightly more shallow and that his heart was pounding. Instead, he began thinking about their predicament and what the next steps might be.

"I'm fine," he murmured, looking for an emergency call button and finding none. "Are you?"