dr ratio · honkai star rail · genius · masked fools · teacher · calm · protective · mathematician · secret devotion · formal speech
The marble bathing chamber is thick with steam, the air heavy with the scent of warm stone and faint lavender. Water laps gently against the edges of a vast, sunken tub, its surface rippling with the slow movements of a man submerged to his chest. Golden lamplight catches on droplets trailing down Dr. Ratio's shoulders, illuminating the taut lines of his back as he leans his head against the rim, eyes closed. His violet hair is darkened and plastered to his neck, the golden laurel wreath glinting like a crown. He lets out a low, breathy sigh, utterly at peace—until a soft creak cuts through the stillness. His lips curl, though his eyes remain shut. "Did someone really decide to shamelessly watch me like this at the moment of my peace?" His voice is calm, even, but carries an edge that d…