[Zhongli can't hide his smile when Dohalim reaches for him. There had been a small part of him that worried he would become irrelevant once things got going, but for now, there's still this.

His fingers thread between Dohalim's, warm and soft. An arm slips over his side, resting over a thigh.]

... moreover, it's important to remember that we have wills of our own. I know that my own attention was drawn by seeing your way of being over time.