[there's something, he thinks, to the way Dohalim says that. a place where they won't be disturbed could mean a few things, linked in measure. the base of it, Zhongli's sure he knows, but beyond that...

the deity brushes his fingers along Dohalim's hand in a gentle, reassuring motion. it's easy to hide but equally easy to feel.]

No, the garden sounds perfect for a tea break. The day is quite pleasant as well, I imagine the fresh air will do us both good.

[as to getting the tea... well, that's a simple enough task to pick up on their way out, isn't it? it'll be good, he thinks, for the Renan to get a little free time from his guards too. they do seem to place a fair amount of trust in Zhongli himself, especially now after he's begun assisting with the reformation efforts in earnest.]