[ Ajax almost drops his phone that he was pretending to browse when Zhongli approaches him, looking him up and down as he straightens his posture. He looks fine. He sounds fine. He seems fine.

(Zhongli must be fine.)

Ajax lets out a little huff of relief, bouncing up on the balls of his feet and without even thinking leans in to press a chaste kiss to Zhongli's cheek. There's an awkward pause, eyes widening in sudden realization before he hastily places a similar kiss to the opposite cheek before leaning back a respectable, polite second date distance. ]

That's— haha! how we greet people in Snezhnaya.

[ It's funny how the truth is obviously a lie, given away even more by the self-conscious way Childe runs a hand over the back of his neck for a few moments. Oh. well. Who can blame him for getting carried away? Nobody. That's who. ]

It's good to see you, xiansheng. I missed you.

[ A beat. ]

And I'm ready to kick your butt this time!

[ Assuming that the museum even allowed them to actually play the games they showcased. Maybe he should have looked that up beforehand. ]