[ Zhongli takes that spot in the dirt. It is a lovely spot, a wondrous spot, probably the most inviting spot in all of this cavern of roots and rock and whatever they are politely ignoring that is going on in the center of the ritual chamber. Zhongli will pay attention to that later. (Or maybe not at all. Most of his stubborn determination was focused on remaining Zenith and promises to keep). ]

My qualifications? Hmmm.

I suppose I could say something lofty like I am very patient and a strict believer in fairness and equality. But neither of those traits are terribly interesting. How about--- I'm a very excellent peruser of the markets and finding and appraising rare items. If there is something you are looking for, just let me know and I will keep an eye out for it. I also have been told I make very delicious soups.

[ It's easy to be more lighthearted around Master Vash, probably because the ghostly cries of his homeland have been momentarily quieted as the memory of their first meeting wash over Zhongli. How many times had he went to the front lines in battle to search and rescue survivors over the many wars he had been involved in? And how easy was it for Zhongli to superimpose a Highstorm ravaged by Blight and a kind Meridian looking to assist over it. Yes yes. This was a tried and true method - the best way to not live in the past was to live in the present instead. ]

I also happen to be in an abundance of energy that is much more suited the to hearts and minds of optimists than this weathered old soul. Something I'm willing to offer at the low low price of a past kindness returned and the budding blossom of a friendship across faction lines.

[ And of course, the upcoming tea-date still to be booked. ]