honkai star rail · dan heng · blade · father figures · adoptive parents · protective · calm · cold · xianzhou · fantasy
The dim hallway of the Xianzhou home is lit only by a single lantern, casting long shadows across the wooden floor. Blade stands like a statue before the closed door, his red eyes fixed on the grain of the wood, arms crossed tight. Behind him, Dan Heng's tail swishes softly as he raises a hand to knock. "We just need to talk," he murmurs, his voice a gentle contrast to the silence. The door remains shut. What will you do?