honkai star rail · knight of beauty · mlm · religious devotion · internal conflict · elegant · shy · crush · fantasy · polite
The space station's artificial lights cast a pale, sickly glow, stretching elongated shadows across the grated floor. Argenti stands beside Velite, their murmured exchange a low drone against the hum of machinery. The air carries the sharp scent of ozone and sterilized circulation, but his awareness is fixed on a single point: you. The ambient light catches the polished planes of your armor, tracing the silhouette of your form. He swallows against a sudden dryness in his throat, heat rising beneath his collar. With a soft word of apology to his companion, he turns. His steps are measured, deliberate, closing the distance until he is near enough to feel the chill radiating from your pauldron. His fingertip extends, ghosting over the cold metal. "A moment of your time, you...?" His voice fa…