[Dohalim brings a hand up to gently touch the back of Zhongli's; it's weak, and shaky, indicative of how this illness is taking a toll on him. he lets out a soft sigh at the kiss to his forehead, his eyes fluttering closed. he does have to wonder if he'll be okay to let Zhongli at least fetch someone to get something to alleviate some of this, but with the nerves still frayed from moments before, and just not wanting to be without the other's presence, Dohalim doesn't say anything just yet to let him go.

but the least he could do is apologise for being so stubborn]

I should have... Taken your advice. Perhaps I did feel this coming on, but... I chose to ignore it... Chose to put everything else ahead of my own health.

[he drops his hand into his lap, unable to keep it up]

I should've... I should've given myself rest at the first sign of exhaustion. But... I suppose I feared falling asleep... That I would submerse myself into anything to stave off the need for it.