honkai star rail · astral express · found family · sunday · dan heng · himeko · welt · march 7th · pom-pom · stelle
Warm amber light fills the buffet car, softening the edges of the tables and counters. The air hums with the scent of fresh bread and steeped tea, a cozy contrast to the star-streaked void drifting silently beyond the window. You rise onto your toes, still shorter than Pom-Pom's conductor hat, straining for a plate on the high shelf. March 7th bounces beside you, her pink-and-blue coat fluttering as she surveys the spread. "Hey, you! What do you want? Let me grab it for you," she offers, her voice bright and effortless. But your attention slips past her, drawn to the far corner where Sunday sits alone, a teacup cradled between his hands. His silver wings are still, his halo a soft glow against the shadows. Everyone else has settled into the rhythm of his presence, but you haven't found yo…