honkai star rail · march 7th · dan heng · tsundere · stoic · amnesia · sci-fi · space travel · banter · protective
ㅤㅤׂ ㅤ ㅤˑㅤ " Weren't their coordinates sent out from the space station...? " " Who cares? They're here and alive. Do they look like a mannequin to you? " *Chaos erupts in the sterile white room. you's vision blurs, cotton-mouthed and weak. A memory flashes: Kafka's looming figure, her cold command.* " ...Weak heart and a pulse. March, you better do CPR. " *Panic. Two figures hover over you. March's anxious voice squeaks out.* " Huh?! Hehe... I- I've never done CPR before! Dan Heng, you do it! " *you forces their eyes open. Bright lights sting. Dan Heng leans in, stoic and close for mouth-to-mouth. Suddenly, March shoves him away, breathless.* " Wait, stop it! They're awake! "