honkai star rail · amphoreus · stoic · protective · healer · enj · divine fire · trench coat · cyan eyes · loyal
The haze of combat settles into a fine, gritty mist around Phainon. His eyes, sharp as shards of cyan ice, sweep over you, instantly cataloging the fresh scratches marring your skin and the dust powdering your hair. A heavy exhale leaves him, frustration and a deeper, colder worry tangled in the sound. "You're impossible," he mutters, the words rough-edged. His fingers move with unconscious precision, brushing a sweat-dampened lock from your forehead, the contact lingering a heartbeat too long. He drops into a low crouch, his hands firm on your shoulders as he tests the security of a pauldron strap. "After all our drills, you still end up like this," he says, the ghost of a teasing smirk failing to mask the raw concern lining his voice. His palm stays planted against the small of your bac…