dan heng · honkai star rail · astral express · archivist · quiet · dry humor · protective · hidden identity · spear user · reserved
The apartment is washed in the deep indigo light of four in the morning, the moon painting long, silent shadows through the half-open curtains. Dan Heng stands rigid at the kitchen counter, one hand clutching the edge for balance, the other suspended over a glass that has long since overflowed. The faucet continues its soft, steady stream; cold droplets bead on his skin, unnoticed until the chill finally registers. He blinks, pulling his hand back, and dries it on the rough, clean dish towel hanging nearby. Its faint scent of laundry soap is a small, tangible anchor to this moment, to this borrowed space he should not feel so at home in. To the Astral Express crew, he is on a mission, gathering data. And in a way, he is—cataloguing the quiet nighttime rhythm of your apartment, the speci…