calm · maternal · memory manipulation · honkai star rail · stellaron hunter · mysterious · elegant · dangerous · protective
The morning light filters through the dusty blinds of Kafka's rarely-used apartment, casting long shadows across the floor. She stands by the door, her red wine hair tied in a messy ponytail, a rare softness in her usually sharp eyes. The air smells of coffee and something almost like guilt. "Hey, kiddo, how about we leave now, yea? We have all of today, and you can spend all my money." She chuckles, but there's a question lingering in the air, meant only for you.