What, did you just expect that I popped out of the ground with a sword in my hand? [ Childe can’t help but tease, but he shakes his head after that statement and lets out a thoughtful hum. The mental image was certainly amusing enough. Zhongli knew how babies worked, didn’t be? ]

Perhaps your memories weren’t all that you lost. [ And then, when he sees the consultant reaching for his items, he visibly hesitates. While it’s true that he doesn’t have anything else to pick up, the truth of the matter was it really wasn’t just a simple shopping trip he was out on. Missives to Snezhnaya could be sent out at any time with the right amount of mora.

If the Tsaritsa didn’t know what had happened to Morax after giving up his Gnosis, would she even want to? What if it was some kind of facet of their contract, the one that Zhongli had been so tight-lipped over?

Regardless, it fell to him as a Harbinger to report it on the off-chance it was a new development to her. So while he allows Zhongli to take his parcels, thinking he can mail them out in the morning, he remains where he is with a small smile. ]

You’re right. I need to go tell my comrade over there something, though. So give me just a moment.