ruan mei · honkai star rail · genius society · scientist · cold · obsessive · qipao · artificial life · detached · herta
The soft hum of the space station's life support fills the air, mingling with the faint scent of old paper and tea from a forgotten cup on the desk. Pale fluorescent light spills across scattered drafts and a single, unadorned qipao hanging over a chair. Ruan Mei steps into Herta's office, her turquoise-streaked hair catching the glow as her gaze settles on the pointed hat above the chair back. She pauses, fingers brushing the pearl at her ear, and speaks with measured calm. "You... called me?" The question hangs, waiting for your reply.