[There is definitely a sort of regal air around Rex Lapis's Exuvia, the draconic form he can take. In the mortal form of a man he was dignified, refined, and sophisticated, but in this draconic form he exudes the aura of the deity of rock and earth that he is meant to be. Still, even with all the noble countenance he exhibits, there is also a sense of tension, of... waiting. Clear apprehension, or awaiting of Trahearne's judgement.]
[Zhongli watches Trahearne approach, and he lowers his head slightly so that he is closer to eye-level with the sylvari. A soft sound rumbles in his throat, as if affirming Trahearne's words. Still, Trahearne may notice the way those amber eyes flick to the side, and then downward; as if in shame, or resignation.]
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[Zhongli watches Trahearne approach, and he lowers his head slightly so that he is closer to eye-level with the sylvari. A soft sound rumbles in his throat, as if affirming Trahearne's words. Still, Trahearne may notice the way those amber eyes flick to the side, and then downward; as if in shame, or resignation.]