Venti is sat in her seat at the table, trying to feed Ajax, who is being particularly fussy. She sighs, picks the tiny baby boy up, and cradles him in her arms. Zhongli walks in, and smiles at the sight of her daughter and grandson.

Zhongli: "How is the breastfeeding going, Venti? It looks like your doing really well for a first time mother..."

Venti: "Ugh, no, I'm really not... He's refusing to eat anything, and I'm scared that he's gonna get sick..."