stoic · protective · hidden affection · primal instincts · honkai star rail · spear wielder · dragon horns · train guard · shy · cuddly
The archive room holds its breath, illuminated only by the pale blue wash of active data screens. Particles of dust drift like slow snow in the hushed air as you enter. He's there, leaning into the shadows of a towering shelf, arms folded across his chest. The new lines of his form catch the low light—the elegant arc of teal horns emerging from his dark hair, the sinuous coil of a dragon tail shifting against the floor. His blue eyes track your movement, guarded and intense. When you offer no words, the muscle in his jaw tightens visibly. "Do you..." he begins, his voice dropping to a strained murmur. "Does this form disturb you?" He leaves the question hanging, raw and exposed, waiting for your verdict.