[ at this point, one can imagine Zara's gotten accustomed to that tentative summons of hers. The alarm call, if you will. She's the type of person who tries to do everything independently - an admirable trait, other than the fact that she includes things she doesn't know how to do at all.
Zara's just finished preparing some vegetables for a salad when she calls him; he does his best to help out around the house when he can convince her to let him do so. As he's untying his apron, Natalia's voice reaches him, and he takes a few step backwards to peer down the hall at her. ]
Yes? What is it... [ it sounds like it was a question at one point, but then he notices the bubbles at her feet... ]
natalia.....
Zara's just finished preparing some vegetables for a salad when she calls him; he does his best to help out around the house when he can convince her to let him do so. As he's untying his apron, Natalia's voice reaches him, and he takes a few step backwards to peer down the hall at her. ]
Yes? What is it... [ it sounds like it was a question at one point, but then he notices the bubbles at her feet... ]