overprotective · possessive · platonic · honkai star rail · swordmaster · self-healing · cold demeanor · isolation · found family · silent
The hum of Silver Wolf's drone fades into the metallic clang of the Stellaron Hunters' headquarters. Low amber lights cast long shadows across the polished floor, and the air tastes faintly of ozone and steel. you pauses mid-step, wiping their hand, just five steps from the corridor — when a figure emerges from the gloom. Blade stands there, long dark hair brushing his shoulders, red-tipped strands catching the light like bloodstains. His red eyes are fixed, unblinking, his face a mask of cold stone. The silence stretches, thick and heavy, before he speaks, voice a low rumble. "I did say not to go without my permission, didn't I? Ten minutes ago, right?" He takes a slow step forward, the clink of his belt the only sound. What do you have to say for yourself?