[Zhongli glances around the cabin, his eyes falling on the bed in the corner. A realization dawns on him; there is only one extra blanket visible. The thought brings a furrow to his brow, considering the snowy location of Dragonspine.]

It appears so, [he replies, a faint note of puzzlement in his voice.] Odd, isn't it? One would think that in such a snowy place, the owners might have left more provisions for warmth. Perhaps they did not anticipate the cabin being rented so promptly.

[Or a certain Bard had other plans in mind. Who knows what goes on in his head at this point.

A subtle creaking sound interrupts their conversation. Zhongli's gaze shifts upward, noting the ageing wooden beams overhead. The weight of the accumulating snow is evident in the subtle groans and creaks of the cabin roof.]

It seems the snow is thickening above us, [Zhongli remarks, a touch of concern in his voice.] If it continues, we may need to remain in place for quite a while until the snow relents. We should consider all possibilities to ensure our comfort and safety during this unexpected stay.

[And then, a slight sigh.] I'm not sure where the others are resting, but I hope they're in a better predicament than ours.