Ross doesn't carry his mobile with him while he's at work at the stables. It hardly seems practical, carrying such a distraction in his back pocket when he's meant to be focused on his pupils. Learning to ride a horse, while like second nature to him, is not an easy task for all and so, Ross has never taken issue with setting aside personal matters during lessons.
In between, he does admittedly check for messages, just to make sure nothing seems out of the ordinary. Sometimes, Abby sends pictures of Julia looking particularly sweet, and it does serve to warm him for the rest of the day until he gets to see his daughter again but today, there's nothing of the sort quite yet. It's still early, there may be something to look forward to later, but just as he shifts to tuck the phone back in his coat pocket, it begins to ring.
For a moment, he merely stares at the name identifying the caller, finding it odd that Demelza is ringing him when she so rarely does. Most times, they do well enough waiting to catch each other up on their days for when they get home and besides that, Demelza knows he's at work and doesn't regularly carry the phone with him. His chest tightens with a bit of panic, hoping he's overreacting and that this isn't urgent at all, and he manages to keep any sign of worry out of his tone when he answers.
"Demelza?" he asks in lieu of greeting, eyes widening when he hears her cursing on the other end. The baby, he thinks immediately, and Ross hates that past experience has instilled a sense of fear in him. "Demelza, what is it? What's happened?"
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In between, he does admittedly check for messages, just to make sure nothing seems out of the ordinary. Sometimes, Abby sends pictures of Julia looking particularly sweet, and it does serve to warm him for the rest of the day until he gets to see his daughter again but today, there's nothing of the sort quite yet. It's still early, there may be something to look forward to later, but just as he shifts to tuck the phone back in his coat pocket, it begins to ring.
For a moment, he merely stares at the name identifying the caller, finding it odd that Demelza is ringing him when she so rarely does. Most times, they do well enough waiting to catch each other up on their days for when they get home and besides that, Demelza knows he's at work and doesn't regularly carry the phone with him. His chest tightens with a bit of panic, hoping he's overreacting and that this isn't urgent at all, and he manages to keep any sign of worry out of his tone when he answers.
"Demelza?" he asks in lieu of greeting, eyes widening when he hears her cursing on the other end. The baby, he thinks immediately, and Ross hates that past experience has instilled a sense of fear in him. "Demelza, what is it? What's happened?"