Taair. [ seeing... the gull. ] And friend.

[ he doesn't seem to outright question this, and instead comes to join him. it's nice - that the two of them can simply be taair and zhongli, rather than any other names, whether he knows it or not. so he folds gracefully down, chin lifting to look up at the stars himself. ]

It is. With the blanket of unfamiliar stars, the fresh air, the serenity... one could almost forget, as it washes over you. [ but only almost. ]