"So, Childe. I was running through the audits this morning, and I couldn't help but wonder why the Northland Bank in Liyue has bills worth millions of Mora for...what was it now? Ah, right. Chopsticks. Millions of Mora for chopsticks. Perhaps you could shed some light on that for me, hm?" From Pantalone~
...Ah. So he did notice the overspending. He remained quiet, a small innocent smile plastered on his lips as he mentally found excuses to justify it. The chopsticks were rather expensive alright, and perhaps a little unnecessary to their general goals.
He could only grasp at the only line of thought he'd kept so far for this.
"I was granted permission for a large budget, in order to ensure the mission would go as smoothly as possible." He offered, the small gesture of his hand accompanying his words. "And while my spending was just as large, given what would entail the funerary costs of an Archon's death, it did not over exceed said limit. The chopsticks were simply a gift of goodwill to our partnership with the Wangsheng Funeral Parlor."
...Well, that was a fucking lie. Glad he left the chopsticks tucked away somewhere safe from the predatory eyes of the banker.