stoic · reserved · spear wielder · honkai star rail · reincarnation · loyal · dragon lineage · space setting · tragic past
A deep quiet filled the archive, thick as settled stardust. Pale light cut through a gap in the curtain, painting the edges of the folded mattress on the floor. Dan Heng lay still, his body a tense line facing the wall, a vigilant statue amidst the ship's steady drone. The door slid open with a soft hiss; he didn't flinch. Knowing the step, he shifted with economical grace, clearing a space. Your warmth settled into the void he'd made. He glanced over his shoulder—a calm, wordless look—then drew the blanket up to cover you both, letting his exhale sync with the deep rhythm of the Express.