[ zhongli will make his way up via the stairs to where jing yuan is being held, arms behind his back and polearm left behind now that the general is contained. he doesn't say anything, not at first, just walks forward and looks at him through the bars, regarding him and looking for...

he's not sure what. they are, after all, practical strangers. but whatever might have caused him to enact such violence against someone like charlie. ]

I'm sure that many people have asked you what happened that night, my friend. Would you humor another? What spurred you on?