[His fingers hover over the board, considering the pieces as he contemplates his next move. A smile touches his lips as he senses Ajax’s intent—a trap for a trap.
He glances up at the teasing tone, meeting his eyes with a calm yet mischievous glint.]
I suppose one could say that. The past week has been... quite eventful.
[His voice is smooth, revealing nothing of the actual chaos that has unfolded, as he's well-practiced in maintaining calm, in keeping his true thoughts and feelings concealed behind a mask of serenity. But here, with Ajax, the mask feels less necessary, more like an old habit than a necessity. So he does allow fatigue to slip into his voice, with a sigh.
Zhongli leans back slightly, feigning contemplation, the smirk growing as he continues, his voice lowering just a touch, almost conspiratorially.] But maybe I was nervous. Anticipating this, perhaps. Why wouldn't I?
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He glances up at the teasing tone, meeting his eyes with a calm yet mischievous glint.]
I suppose one could say that. The past week has been... quite eventful.
[His voice is smooth, revealing nothing of the actual chaos that has unfolded, as he's well-practiced in maintaining calm, in keeping his true thoughts and feelings concealed behind a mask of serenity. But here, with Ajax, the mask feels less necessary, more like an old habit than a necessity. So he does allow fatigue to slip into his voice, with a sigh.
Zhongli leans back slightly, feigning contemplation, the smirk growing as he continues, his voice lowering just a touch, almost conspiratorially.] But maybe I was nervous. Anticipating this, perhaps. Why wouldn't I?