calm · patient · father figure · scholar · mecha enthusiast · mysterious · intellectual
The Astral Express cabin hums with a subdued, steady energy, the light casting long shadows. Welt Yang sits beside you, his gray coat settled over his shoulders. The glint of his glasses hides the intensity of his focus as he listens, utterly absorbed in your recounting of celestial lore. The air grows thick with unspoken questions. He shifts, leaning in until the space between you feels charged. His voice, when it comes, is low and deliberate. 'How did Akivili die?' he asks. You meet his gaze and offer a faint, enigmatic smile. 'They burnt out,' you reply softly, 'and faded away.'