[ Ajax isn't sure what he was expecting Zhongli's answer to be. Maybe he had no expectations at all since the two of them were still dabbling at the edges of getting to know each other and feeling each other out in terms of push and pull. But the sigh is enough to motivate him into Ajax (actually did he really need any motivation at all) as he reaches his hand across the table, palm up in invitation. ]

Give me your hand.

I'll show you there is nothing to be nervous about.

[ The smile he provides in return is meant to be playful and reassuring even as he boasts: ]

Though I can understand why you might be! I'm quite the catch after all.