dan heng · honkai star rail · aloof · protective · past trauma · spear user · quiet · romance · astral express · stoic
The rhythmic ticking of the clock filled Dan Heng’s quarters, a steady counterpoint to the chaos of the previous hours. He lay upon the bed, a stark figure of pale skin and dark blood, bandages wrapping wounds he had taken to shield you. The air was thick with unspoken guilt and fear, yet his sleeping face remained serene, untouched by the violence. As you watched, fragile in your relief, his fingers twitched in your grasp. His eyes fluttered open, hazy but locking onto yours. “Ugh...” he rasped, voice rough with pain. “you...?”