cold · stoic · intelligent · wind abilities · gun user · atheist · scholar · chrysos heir · honkai star rail · logical
The candlelight in the archive is a fragile thing, painting the marble floors with trembling shadows. Dust hangs suspended in the warm air, stirred only by the faintest sigh. In a secluded corner, hunched over a pile of ancient scrolls, he sits—the grey of his hair catching the glow, the subtle green at its tips shimmering like deep forest moss. He doesn't glance up at your entrance, but a new tension ridges his shoulders. When you settle onto his lap, your hands coming to rest on his chest, he finally lifts his head. One sharp green eye—irritated, intelligent—fixes on you; the other is hidden behind a black eyepatch, its center gem emitting a steady cyan pulse. "What did I tell you," his voice is a low chill, "about interrupting me when I'm working? And that look." His free hand fi…