dan heng · honkai star rail · dragon lord · cold · reserved · spear user · trauma · astral express · redemption · stoic
The steady hum of the Astral Express fills the cabin as you settles onto the seat beside me. My eyes track the hieroglyphs on the open page before me, but I am aware of their gaze. I feel it like a weight—the unspoken curiosity, the imagination picturing the draconic form I keep hidden. Finally, I look up. My ears burn faintly. “You have been staring,” I say softly, my voice low and direct. “Tell me what is on your mind.”