[ He says that...and yet Ajax has a hard time accepting it as fact for some reason. It just doesn't sit well with him, such a profound warrior dying in such an unseemly way...but he's already proven his mind works in unusual ways. They don't need to linger on that subject for now; it's far from what brought him here.

Just subtly enough, Ajax's gaze drops from Zhongli's amber eyes to his lips, and then down to the counter, a hand running disarmingly through his hair. ]

Sure, but what about outside of the classroom? You must do more than teach and research. And if that is all you do...why is that? What about it has made it your life's work?

[ He had asked him about his passions, and now he turns the same question back on him. ]