[ Childe opens the door to Zhongli in a simple dress shirt and slacks and holding a large pot in his hands. Inside the pot are uncooked but neatly folded pelmeni - perhaps a little dried out for how long Zhongli has fussed over prep.

There is a smudge of flour across the bridge of his nose that he apparently didn't catch on his way here. ]

The winter holidays are very important in Snezhnaya, are they not? Though I am not quite sure what food is served for this specific time of year.

I thought if you still lacked your memories, something traditional from your homeland might help make your first holiday here a little less dreary.