I am. I haven't socially drank like that in... a, a while. It's different drinking alone. You stop when you get the job done. [ A buzz, plastered, but – with Zhongli? He felt so free and happy. He wanted to just enjoy the night. Endlessly, he wanted the night to keep outrunning the morning sun. Now the sun is giving a big middle finger to the bard.

But, yeah, they're totally still holding hands. ] Did I embarrass you? Be honest, now.