Jash froze in his tracks, hearing his name being called. 'Finally...!' he thought, turning his face to look at the person who called him.
"Mom–Ziva!?" He called out to Sera, recognizing her voice, but changed midway, blurting out Ziva's name.
'She came?' he wondered in disbelief, having thoroughly searched the banquet hall, failing to find any trace of her.
Besides, she wasn't anywhere near that illusion, which only served to deepen his confusion.
"Mhm." Ziva hummed, understanding his surprise. "Good evening," she muttered with a hint of mischief in her eyes.
"Evening," Jash replied. "When did you come here?" He asked without any unnecessary pretenses.
It wasn't in his nature to act pompous, so he just got to the point, curious about her whereabouts.
"She was by Evelia's side," Sera interrupted their conversation, making sure the two were aware of her presence.
