[ Perhaps it's good that Zhongli doesn't recognize that look, because if he did their walk on the beach would probably end sooner than it needed to. Zhongli is... he looks simply divine. Every bit the Archon he is, divinity and beauty wrapped up into one package.

Wordlessly, he holds out the bag for Zhongli's clothes. It takes maybe a beat or two, but he's starting to come back into sorts again; although he is still unable to take his eyes off of Zhongli for even a moment. A bit longer and he can actually bring himself to speak, and when he does his voice is a lot more softer than it usually is. ]

It's perfect.

[ Ah, maybe that's too much. Still - he's not going to take it back. Not when it's true. ]

Yeah... Yeah. I can braid your hair for you. Let's get back to the beach and I can do it while we walk or something.