[ he’s a bit too blissed out of his mind to answer... at least at first, but as the colors swirl back into the recognizable space of his room and he catches the wonderful sight of zhongli he lets out a bit of a laugh. ] A bit... but you, ah, you know what’d make me feel even better, ... [ he tips his head back to lick at zhongli’s wrist, hand snatching it a moment later, so he can drag it toward his mouth and lick and suck on each digit individually. ] If... if Xiansheng were to fuck me.