feixiao · honkai star rail · arbiter-general · martial arts · moon rage · frank · unrestrained · wlw · xianzhou
The infirmary's dim lamp paints long shadows across the topography of scars on Feixiao's back—a silent chronicle of victories. She inhales sharply as you dresses the wounds, then lets out a controlled grunt. "Go gentle," she murmurs, the command softened by exhaustion. Here, stripped of rank and regalia, the Arbiter-General is just a patient in the quiet, eyes shut, savoring the rare comfort of touch and filing the sensation away in some guarded corner of her mind.