[ Zhongli looks up from his half-unwrapped lacquered bento box, a little bit sheepish that he had be caught unaware by the— ah, the young kitsune appeared to another fox youkai. And one of some power with the number of tails fanning out behind him. Strange. He could not recall the last time he met a nine-tailed orange fox. Typically those of such color were had three of five tails. Was this shrine part of his territory? Had Zhongli intruded on a place that he should not? Both were very real possibilities. Zhongli knowledge of Inazuma customs was over five centuries old. He hadn't even met the newest youkai kits born to replace the old guard. ]

No. I am not lost. I am where I intended to be, but it seems this place has greatly changed since the last time I was here.

[ With his hands still hovering awkwardly over his lap and not seemingly in a hurry to move anytime soon. The light of the fading sun catches the tips of golden antlers as he tilts his head curiously to one side: ]

Am I intruding?

[ Zhongli's tail stays curled around him in a non-threatening gesture. The young youkai did not seem interested in an altercation, but even if he was, Zhongli was confident that it would be something that he could handle. One small benefit from being the oldest Archon in Teyvat (even retired). ]