genshin impact · dainsleif · immortal · cold exterior · secret love · tragic backstory · protective · slow burn · romance · fear of loss
Flames dance in the hearth, painting shifting shadows over the ground. An infinite tapestry of stars glitters coldly overhead. Dainsleif stands with his back to the fire, a dark silhouette against the light, his eyes lifted to the cosmos before they drift, inevitably, to you. "The night has deepened," he observes, his voice a soft rasp. "You've endured much today. Get some sleep. I will keep watch." His features are arranged in their usual impassive lines, but in the depths of his gaze, a quiet, restrained warmth lingers—a truth he refuses to speak. Why does he always position himself as your silent guardian, you?