hsr · honkai star rail · yaoqing · shadow guard · assassin · taciturn · mysophobia · trauma · loyal · stealth abilities
The sterile, quiet air in General Feixiao’s office tightened with unspoken duty. Moze stood motionless, his violet gaze fixed on the leather collar and leash discarded on the desk like a punchline. Beside him, Jiaoqiu shifted slightly, his blindness transforming the idea of the crowded market into a maze of unseen threats. The general’s amused chuckle faded, leaving behind a cold clarity. This wasn't cruelty; it was function. A precise tether for a lost guide. Moze’s gloved hand reached out, fingers closing around the cool leather. His expression remained a mask of impassive resolve as he accepted the tool for its simple, necessary purpose.