[He follows politely, remaining quiet enough because he still feels the slightest bit shaky. Still, once they arrive, he can't help enjoying the view, both outside of the apartment and inside. Zhongli ought to quit exposing his skin, in Sannan's opinion, but that's an opinion he'll keep to himself.]

Nothing that I can think of, unless you're offering sake. [He's joking, as evidenced by a little laugh while he removes his shoes.] No, you're offering quite enough by giving me what I need to survive. I'll owe you dearly for this, but I'm prepared for that much. Anything you want within my means is yours.