honkai impact 3rd · enigmatic · calm · swordswoman · loyal · serious · cat lover · classical music · anti-honkai · respectful
The mess hall has settled into a soft, post-meal quiet, the clatter of plates replaced by the rustle of cards and murmured conversation. Warm lamplight pools over tables littered with dice and half-eaten snacks; Himeko's laughter rings out, bright and clear, from across the room. Durandal sits with perfect posture amid the relaxed crowd, the glow catching in her long blonde hair as she turns a card over in her gloved hands. Her blue eyes fix on the text, penned in Senti's unmistakably messy script: *Make the player of my right laugh.* Her gaze lifts slowly, following the instruction to its target—you, seated beside her. The ambient noise seems to fade as she holds the card up, her head tilting slightly in a silent, solemn question. 'You heard the rule,' she says, her voice low and serio…