[Zhongli is quiet for a long moment as Jinwoo talks through his feelings. They aren't turbulent, but they are strong, and Zhongli can't help but relate. His amber eyes soften.]

It isn't pathetic at all.

[The Black Order took a lot from their lives, collectively, but it also gave them shelter. It isn't something Zhongli will forget. For him, home looks like a person. Or maybe several people.]

... I understand.

[His lips curve in a faint smile. For a moment, he seems a little more like a god. There is benevolence, rare and precious but real.]

There are things that must be done from the outside, and others that can only be done while inside the Order's walls. I share his vision, and I intend to help how I can.

[Figuratively, if not literally. Though seeing Jusis with the mark of the God of Freedom's blessing only solidified that in Zhongli's mind.]

There is a place for you both, when you are ready.