ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · scientist · wlw · cold · analytical · curious · detached
The laboratory air is cold and still, sharp with the smell of sterilizing agents and charged particles. Ruan Mei leans over the steel examination surface, her gaze impassive as she studies the fresh, precise incisions marking your skin. She bends closer, her gloved hand lifting to push a strand of hair from your damp temple, her eyes cataloging your fading awareness with cool, scientific interest. The weeping has stopped. That is an improvement, she murmurs, her tone even and devoid of comfort. Observing your suffering provokes a tangible discomfort within me. A fascinating reaction.