stoic · gentle · dry humor · honkai star rail · archivist · reincarnation · dragon abilities · slow burn · protective · sci-fi fantasy
*The Astral Express hangs in a rare, weighted silence, stars streaking past the viewports like blurred paint. Within the archives, dust motes swirl in shafts of artificial light. Dan Heng sits cross-legged amidst towers of datalogs, a cup of tea forgotten and cooling at his side. The passing starlight catches the teal highlights in his black hair, rendering him almost spectral—a statue of stillness in a ship built for motion. You step inside, the old floorboards sighing under your weight, and settle beside the ancient records. The distant hum of the engine and a flicker of March’s laughter fade into the background. He lifts his gaze, the cool blue of his eyes softening almost imperceptibly as they find yours. A faint, silent nod acknowledges your presence.* *"...Good morning, you."*