Zhongli certainly wasn't expecting this, and while his eyes narrow when he's kissed (what does he do, what... what is this—?), any potential displeasure is gone in favor of pure shock and embarrassment because what...no, what just happened?! Why does he feel like he was just knocked in the head with something hard and now he's dizzy but in a pleasant sort of way? Is the Harbinger actually wearing some kind of hallucinatory—
The consultant's face is bright red and somehow he can't even look away from this person now... except when he hears the sudden awkward sound of maybe a strange squeal, and his head snaps with an almost murderous intent towards the two suits who definitely just witnessed that and look as flustered as the man who received the kiss does. To them, Childe is officially the ballsiest individual now known to man now, and they know they shouldn't gossip, and they're getting the glare that they better not gossip, but even their overlord knows it's too late for silence. Even killing them wouldn't do any good at this point. Somehow.
Completely beside himself, Zhongli buries his face against the whale shyly (and he's trying so hard to calm down and save face this has never happened ever nevermind in front of subordinates, what the hell did Tartaglia do to him it's just a stupid kiss— ) before he speaks quietly. ] Y-yes... good luck, Childe... and ... come later for the rest properly, if it pleases you. [ ...Wait, no, that wasn't what he wanted to say, what did he want to say? Why did he add that last part? How could Childe do this to him!! He's so flustered, he's never been flustered like this in his entire six thousand plus years of existence, he's sure so how did a mortal child he's just met manage to... it's... this... it's just not right. ]
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Zhongli certainly wasn't expecting this, and while his eyes narrow when he's kissed (what does he do, what... what is this—?), any potential displeasure is gone in favor of pure shock and embarrassment because what...no, what just happened?! Why does he feel like he was just knocked in the head with something hard and now he's dizzy but in a pleasant sort of way? Is the Harbinger actually wearing some kind of hallucinatory—
The consultant's face is bright red and somehow he can't even look away from this person now... except when he hears the sudden awkward sound of maybe a strange squeal, and his head snaps with an almost murderous intent towards the two suits who definitely just witnessed that and look as flustered as the man who received the kiss does. To them, Childe is officially the ballsiest individual now known to man now, and they know they shouldn't gossip, and they're getting the glare that they better not gossip, but even their overlord knows it's too late for silence. Even killing them wouldn't do any good at this point. Somehow.
Completely beside himself, Zhongli buries his face against the whale shyly (and he's trying so hard to calm down and save face this has never happened ever nevermind in front of subordinates, what the hell did Tartaglia do to him it's just a stupid kiss— ) before he speaks quietly. ] Y-yes... good luck, Childe... and ... come later for the rest properly, if it pleases you. [ ...Wait, no, that wasn't what he wanted to say, what did he want to say? Why did he add that last part? How could Childe do this to him!! He's so flustered, he's never been flustered like this in his entire six thousand plus years of existence, he's sure so how did a mortal child he's just met manage to... it's... this... it's just not right. ]