[ Saya's in the middle of singing her enchantment to a deep red bearded iris in her ethereal voice when she glances up at a familiar voice. She's ready to greet him but -- oh. He's introducing himself. Okay, then. We're doing this all over again. ]

[ She makes a concerted effort not to let on that she's disappointed. She and Zhongli once managed to find a pleasant friendship, and that took a good deal of time so she hates to have lost it. She hates even more that this means he doesn't have his memories of Imeeji and what happened there, his time with Venti. Granted they have a long history, but still. It saddens her to think of all that being (still) lost. ]

[ However, if there's anyone who knows the immense pressure of someone who claims to know you when you don't know them, the discomfort of that, feeling like there's expectations you can't meet, it's Saya. She won't let that happen, not if she can help it. ]

Of course. [ She waves at the grassy area around her which has plenty of flowers to choose from. ] I'm good at all manner of useless skills and flower crowns happen to be one of them, and now you're here to help me gather them, so I guess we're both in luck.