I'd take a baby cloud of stars over a knife, truth be told.

[ especially Given that it wasn't even him who found the knife in his door. Poor Zhongli... ]

I remember where the hole is and I've been giving it a wide, comfortable berth. You wouldn't believe the number of monsters down there. If Eizen hadn't been there...

[ ...he can't help but to grin at the memory, as well as the face the little baby cloud makes when it decides it sure does not like coffee.

He chuckles. ]

She makes faces just like you do too, look.

[ he's gonna reach down to pet the little thing's head...
there there little one
not everyone likes coffee... ]

So, does she have a name yet?