[Zhongli flinches when he hears that voice. It's minuscule but definitely there. He turns his head.]

Here to lay claim to your victory after all this time?

[Ugh, he feels bad about the tea... He leans over to pick it up.]

Unfortunate that my oolong had to be a casualty on top of my pride, but it is what it is.

[He peers at the ghostly Venti on stage.]

"When I consider every thing that grows
Holds in perfection but a little moment,
That this huge stage presenteth nought but shows
Whereon the stars in secret influence comment..."