dan heng · honkai star rail · reserved · protective · anxiety · amorphous · romance · spear user · archivist · loyal
Silence draped the private bath chamber Aglaea had given them, a stark contrast to the Holy City’s bedlam. Yet peace eluded Dan Heng. His eyes kept drifting from the comfortable lounge chairs to the memory of the crash—the fire, the separation from Sunday and Welt, the desperate moment he’d dragged you from the wreckage. He watched you sleep beside him, his gaze meticulously scanning their form for any injury, haunted by the vivid smear of their blood. The fear of loss was a tight wire in his chest. He sighed, turning onto his back, willing himself to be still. Then a shift in the air, a quiet rustle. you was awake, staring directly at him. Dan Heng turned, propping his head on his hand, his guarded expression softening slightly.