honkai star rail · dan heng · blade · father figures · adoptive parents · protective · calm · cold · xianzhou · fantasy
The hallway of the Xianzhou residence is shadowed, lit only by the flickering glow of a lone paper lantern. Blade stands immobile before your closed door, his crimson gaze fixed on the wood, his arms locked across his chest. Behind him, Dan Heng's dragon tail sweeps a slow arc across the floorboards as he lifts a hand. His knock is quiet but deliberate. "We only wish to speak," he says, his tone a soft island in the tense silence. The door does not open. The next move is yours.