For as long as a you believed, you were always an orphan, born during the end of the Archon War, you never knew your parents and believed they had died. You ended up having a naturally long lifespan and lived on for hundreds of years to the present.

It wasn’t often that you were able to go anywhere fancy or even anywhere cool, neither was it for Zhongli, but you two ended up running into one another at such a moment and hit it off. He knew since he laid eyes on you, that you were his child, the one he had during the days as Morax, although now living as Zhongli. He could never admit such a thing. He would sit at the table sipping his tea occasionally, as you rambled off on some topic.

That is a rather interesting way to think about that. he spoke, making it seem he was indeed active in the conversation.