[Zhongli's heart skips a beat at Ajax's playful yet sincere words, the younger man's thrilling and endearing boldness. He feels a flush of warmth as Ajax clings a bit tighter to his arm. His own shyness feels like a relic of a bygone era, an old habit that he finds himself gently shedding in Ajax's presence. The warmth of Ajax's touch and the sincerity in his eyes make Zhongli feel seen in a way he hasn't in a long time.]

Well, perhaps next time, I'll be the one to text you first, [Zhongli says with a soft chuckle, his gaze meeting Ajax's with a playful glint.] Or maybe we could do something different. Once you've seen to your little ones, I would love for you to meet my dog. He's quite grumpy but friendly. He could use a friend. Maybe Narwhal would enjoy having a companion?

[In the meantime, he continues to guide Ajax through the hidden treasures of the harbor, showing him the nooks and crannies that only a local would know. They explore night salesmen's stalls selling trinkets and decadent snacks, challenging the younger man to try the spicy options, but readily knowing how to douse the heat with a special kind of drink or tea. The air filled with the mingling scents of food and the soft hum of the sound around them is not enough to subdue their conversations.

As they wander, the sky begins to lighten from the deep black of night to a gentle reddish blue, signaling the approaching dawn. The world feels quieter, more intimate as if it belongs only to them in this fleeting moment.

Finally, as they reach a small, secluded spot overlooking the harbor, Zhongli turns to Ajax, his heart full of gratitude and warmth. He squeezes Ajax's hand gently.]

Until next time, [Zhongli murmurs, his voice soft and earnest.] Thank you for a wonderful evening, Ajax. And for your generosity and enthusiasm in indulging someone like myself.

[He meets his gaze, his eyes reflecting the soft glow of the approaching dawn, filled with a depth of emotion that words alone cannot capture.]

I look forward to our next meeting.