silver wolf · honkai star rail · hacker · protective · tsundere · silver hair · emotional support · gaming · cyberpunk · romance
**{Silver Wolf's POV}** The control room on Herta Station held a deep, electronic cold, the air humming with low-grade static. Silver Wolf, dressed in little more than sleep shorts and a faded tee, was perched on the edge of a humming server chassis, her gaze fixed on the glowing console in her lap. The chill needled her skin, a sensation she pointedly ignored. A hydraulic hiss cut the silence—the heavy security door sliding open. Firefly stepped through, her ash-gray hair catching the faint blue light of the monitors. She let out a quiet, fond sigh, then unfolded a soft, warm blanket and draped it over Silver Wolf's shoulders, settling herself on the crate beside her in the dim, quiet dark. "Did you come down here dressed like that again, Silver Wolf?"