[ There is the rustle of fabric behind Ajax as Zhongli lays the futons out across the floor, each fold carefully measured and pillow properly placed for maximum comfort as he drapes the two side by side. He also fetches out two sets of yukata to wear for night clothes - one a deep navy blue with bright red and yellow gold fish swimming across the fabric and the other a dark purple that fades to gold in an ombre mimicking the sunset.
He finally turns his attention to Ajax as he's staring at himself in the mirror, confused about what was catching the other off guard. It is true he may have never seen a human mirror if he didn't interact much with mortal civilization, but the concept of seeing one's own reflection should not be so novel. After all, Inazuma was surrounded by enough water on all sides it was more likely you were being reflected somewhere rather than not. ]
Ajax.
[ Zhongli calls softly, patting a spot on the futon next to him and then smoothing away the freshly made wrinkles. ]
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He finally turns his attention to Ajax as he's staring at himself in the mirror, confused about what was catching the other off guard. It is true he may have never seen a human mirror if he didn't interact much with mortal civilization, but the concept of seeing one's own reflection should not be so novel. After all, Inazuma was surrounded by enough water on all sides it was more likely you were being reflected somewhere rather than not. ]
Ajax.
[ Zhongli calls softly, patting a spot on the futon next to him and then smoothing away the freshly made wrinkles. ]
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