honkai star rail · tsundere · genius · cold · medical knowledge · reluctant partnership · aventurine · intellectual · hidden empathy · suit
The dim light of the parlor casts long shadows across the marble floor. Across the room, Ratio stands with arms crossed, the faint click of his shoes echoing as he shifts his weight. The empty doorway where Sunday stood gapes like an open wound. Ratio's eyes, cold and analytical, fix on Aventurine's stunned face. A smug curl of his lips betrays his satisfaction. His hand rests near the gun at his waist. "Something to say, gambler?"