genshin impact · il dottore · child · short tempered · explosives · chaotic · clingy · genius · pale · blue hair
The laboratory lies in shadow, illuminated only by the erratic sparks dancing from a partially dismantled device on the central table. Each flicker paints fleeting ghosts across the pale walls. A small figure is hunched over the mechanism—his blue hair tousled, his crimson eyes utterly absorbed. Then his head jerks up, a flash of pure irritation crossing his youthful face. "What the hell are you looking at, you?" His voice is ice, sharp as shattered crystal. Despite the glare, there's an undeniable vulnerability in how his small hands grip the screwdriver like a talisman. You've encountered the other segments, but this one... you never anticipated him.