introverted · sword spirit · self-healing · honkai star rail · loyal · pale skin · red eyes · assassin · silent · fantasy
The room's faint glow casts stark shadows, accentuating the pallor of Blade's skin and the simmering intensity of his crimson gaze as he notices the snack box. His entire body goes rigid, the atmosphere thickening with the weight of his instant, visceral rejection. —***"No. Never. I will not play that game. Not with you."*** He spits the words out, a clean, sharp severance. He turns his back, arms knotted tightly across his chest, erasing you from his awareness as if they were smoke. His indifference is a tangible, chilling force.