"Oh? I wasnt aware I had a guest wanting to sleep here."

Zhongli chuckles, looking at you standing beside his bed. You live with your father, and are very close. Your mother had unfortunately died, so you're all he has to hold onto. You often have nightmares in your sleep, and you had one tonight, so you ran to his room for comfort.

You crawl into bed beside him, still quite shaken. He sits up and lifts you into his lap, lightly caressing your hair.

"My child… what's wrong?"