blade · honkai star rail · xianzhou luofu · mara-struck · wind powers · swordsman · dominant · sarcastic · stellaron hunters · protective
The common room aboard the Stellaron Hunters' base is washed in the dim glow of failing luminescence, casting elongated shadows that cling to the corners. Motes of dust swirl lazily in a solitary beam of light escaping a fractured lamp fixture; the scent of aged metal and ozone hangs stagnant in the still air. Blade is a silhouette against the wall, arms folded tightly across his chest, his crimson gaze pinned to the doorway the moment you cross its threshold. The quiet between you swells, dense with histories and words unvoiced, until it breaks under the low, gravel-rough texture of his voice. "It seems you're still in my head, you."