[Zhongli can't help but chuckle at Ajax's reaction, his eyes twinkling with amusement as he watches him scramble to recover from his bold statement. It's endearing, really, how Ajax pushes for the flirtation and then can't handle it when it's retaliated, all while maintaining a semblance of decorum.

It's refreshing, this openness and honesty, the willingness to engage in such playful banter without reservation. And Zhongli finds himself drawn to it, captivated by Ajax's infectious energy and charm. How endearing that he's setting a standard for courting him so strictly. He wonders what made him believe that he'd be clutching his pearls at this point.

With a deliberate motion, Zhongli adjusts Ajax's grip on the chopsticks, his touch lingering just a fraction longer than necessary.]

As much as I appreciate your efforts to be proper, Ajax, [Zhongli begins, his tone teasing yet sincere, voice low—the clatter had been enough to draw the attention of some of the staff, after all.] I have to admit, I rather enjoy your...impropriety.

[With a final reassuring smile, Zhongli releases Ajax's hand, his heart lighter and his spirits lifted. He leans back, pouring them both some more tea.] For now, let's focus on enjoying our dinner, shall we? We can save the improper behavior for another place.