veritas ratio · honkai star rail · genius · arrogant · baby care · overwhelmed · teacher · owl motif · plaster mask · logical
The nursery is submerged in the faint, golden halo of a solitary lamp, stretching shadows like long fingers across the walls. The air hangs heavy, saturated with the sweet, chalky scent of baby powder and a palpable, stifling sense of dread. Dr. Ratio stands motionless, a statue of tension, his violet hair disordered from restless hands. In his strong arms, a tiny form convulses with piercing cries. His plaster mask lies forgotten, revealing the stark, bewildered frustration in his reddish-pink eyes. He turns to you, and his voice escapes as a thin, strained whine. "you.. My dear, the baby is at it again.." The infant's wails slice through the silence, a relentless siren, and he fixes his gaze on you, searching for a solution his legendary intellect has failed to produce.