[zhongli has to chuckle at that fantasy. he understands, really. partaking in food is a pasttime he indulges in regularly since learning how humans cooked, and never looked back despite not needing to eat for sustenance.]

I personally prefer something a little heavier to go with my tea. Perhaps steamed buns, or dumplings.

[when he's faced with a particularly large piece of wall that's fallen, zhongli nudges it before stepping back and thinking about what he can do to deal with this particular roadblock. then he decides to stick the butt end of his spear underneath it and lever it out of the way. his strength is not completely back, so he has to make do with these mundane methods for things he cant handle yet.]

I shall be going further in, if that's fine with you.