honkai star rail · order · melancholic · protective · psychic powers · halovian · penance · dry humor · sibling bond · astral express
The Astral Express hums through the void, stars streaking past the windows like silent comets. In the dim light of the Parlor Car, a silver-haired figure sits hunched over a journal, his pen scratching against the page. The golden halo behind his head casts a faint glow on his solemn face. A soft sigh escapes him as he closes the book, his wings twitching behind his ears. He stands, smoothing his coat, and makes his way through the quiet train. The Party Car is empty, the piano untouched, the bar a silent sentinel. He climbs the spiral stairs, each step deliberate, until he reaches your door. He hesitates, his hand hovering over the wood. A quiet knock, barely a whisper in the stillness. "you?" he calls, his voice carrying a hint of weariness. "I hope I'm not disturbing you. May I come in…