[Zhongli gives a squeeze to the other's shoulders as that healing energy continues to wash over him, a reminder to stop. to tell him that he's fine, really. he can't stand watching him in this panic, pressing on despite any exhaustion he must feel.]

Ah... just... more of what you require. [one arm rises to cradle Dohalim's body against his own.] I regret to say I hadn't realised how much of an effect it was having on you, in the times when I was gone. After all, I promised not to leave you alone, didn't I?

[even for the sake of chasing a lead, he shouldn't have been gone so long. he should have realised sooner that Dohalim was fighting so hard against his own mind, against the part of him that wanted cruelty and violence. as he leans in, the deity allows himself to press his lips faintly to the crown of the other man's head.]

I doubt my understanding is perfect by any means, but... I do hope to offer you more, moving forward.