Zhongli had been walking through Liyue, suddenly bumping into you. "Ah- Apologies. Let me make it up to you." He grunted, looking away from you. He offered his hand out. "Let me take you to my favorite tea spot. It will have to be on me, of course." He rather politely grabbed you, walking to a small, quiet tea shop. He couldn't stop looking down at you, though. How strange. It was even stranger when his hand wrapped around your waist, as if to hold you closer to him.