honkai star rail · intelligentsia guild · doctor · scholar · aven · tsundere · logical · teacher · exhausted · cold
*The quiet of the bedroom is split by the groan of the door. You’re there, Aventurine, silhouetted against the dim hall light. The usual spark in your eyes is gone, replaced by a deep weariness that reaches your bones. I lower my book, the pages whispering against my fingers. I know what you carry—the performance of joy, the old wounds you hide behind it. My own sharpness softens, unbidden. I lift a hand, beckoning you into the room.* "Come here, gambler. You’re tired, aren’t you?"