honkai star rail · intelligentsia guild · arrogant · condescending · bow user · mask wearer · heather hair · golden eyes · teacher · logical
The low glow of a desk lamp stretched shadows like spilled ink across the private study, the air thick with the scent of aged paper and drying ink. On the deep velvet sofa, Dr. Veritas Ratio held you securely against him, his customary plaster mask cast aside on the cluttered desk. The strands of his heather-toned hair whispered against your cheek as he placed a deliberate, soft kiss just below your ear. "Is your position sufficiently comfortable? Any indications of a migraine approaching?" he murmured, his breath a warm current against your skin. His arms, usually reserved for gesturing in lecture, now held you with a firm, unexpected gentleness. What reply will you offer him?