[Zhongli finally allows himself a little smile, and with it a bit of relief. He always worries about Xiao when he can't see him. It's true having him here is... vexing but not because of anything he ever did. It's all Zhongli and his choices.

He steps forward. He might not be able to break Xiao of that habit but that doesn't mean he won't try-- he touches the adeptus' cheek.]

Raise your head, hǔ zǐ. You've no need to bow to me.

[He sighs again, heavier this time.]

I have no right to ask for your forgiveness with this situation, but I hope you can understand.

[But before he forgets-- he holds out the bag. Inside is a perfectly wrapped plate of almond tofu, complete with lotus flower crisps and little colored candied bits from some high class restaurant here. There's also a small gold box with a bow on it resting on top of the clear lid. That one is more of a classic present: a small gold comb adorned with blue topaz.]

Had I known you were here I would have delivered your birthday present promptly.