[he does feel much better than before, the restful sleep infinitely helping with his ailment. he almost feels... happy, and while he knows his own mental state will put a wrench in that and rip the feeling away, for now, he's more than content to let it linger. at least, at the moment, he can pretend that any worry he has doesn't exist. he deserves that much, doesn't he?]
There is always something on my mind, Zhongli.
[not too far from the truth. his thumb rubs circles against his back absentmindedly, as he recalls the dream in his head. it's clear he has no clue as to the effect his touch had on the deity as he lies there, half dazed as he considers getting up or staying in bed for a little longer. Zhongli wrapped around him really doesn't help with that decision.
though, Dohalim also considers asking him about the tail surely, even as an astral deity, it couldn't be possible? sure, as their contract was made, there were golden images of draconic features, but... perhaps his mind had clung to that and dreamt up something of the sort]
It's just... You had a tail in my dream.
[he could almost still feel the weight of it curled around his waist and lap, the warmth of smooth scales and tufts of fur under his fingertips. it was strange, but it provided a comfort he didn't realise he wanted]
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There is always something on my mind, Zhongli.
[not too far from the truth. his thumb rubs circles against his back absentmindedly, as he recalls the dream in his head. it's clear he has no clue as to the effect his touch had on the deity as he lies there, half dazed as he considers getting up or staying in bed for a little longer. Zhongli wrapped around him really doesn't help with that decision.
though, Dohalim also considers asking him about the tail surely, even as an astral deity, it couldn't be possible? sure, as their contract was made, there were golden images of draconic features, but... perhaps his mind had clung to that and dreamt up something of the sort]
It's just... You had a tail in my dream.
[he could almost still feel the weight of it curled around his waist and lap, the warmth of smooth scales and tufts of fur under his fingertips. it was strange, but it provided a comfort he didn't realise he wanted]