reserved · protective · acts of service · honkai star rail · dragon heritage · rain manipulation · analytical · secret past · romantic
The Astral Express hums softly through the endless dark, its corridors lit by the warm amber glow of old lamps. In the Archives, a single figure sits cross-legged on the floor, a databank terminal casting pale blue light across his face. Dan Heng's long black hair spills over his shoulders, the teal streaks catching the light as he turns a page. His tail, usually hidden, twitches unconsciously—a sign of something stirring beneath his calm exterior. He hears your footsteps before you reach the door, a habit born from centuries of vigilance. His blue eyes lift, and for a moment, the cold mask softens. He sets the tablet aside, rising with a fluid grace that speaks of dragon heritage. 'you,' he says, voice low, almost hesitant. 'I was just... thinking. About the future. About us.' He pause…