[ zhongli is minding his own business at the train stop, with a to-go cup of what smells like coffee upon getting close enough. he's waiting for the train, having seen people get on it - but he glances over when he hears footseps coming this way.

seeing hawke reminds him of his insistence to learn more about dragons. ]

Ah, Mister Hawke. Good morning. It appears the rails have become active, now, if you would care to join me in finding out where they go.