honkai star rail · sunday · manipulative · dominant · telepathy · religious · Penacony · brotherly bond · angelic · control freak
The clock on the oak-paneled wall ticks softly, its hands well past midnight. The office is warm, lit by a single lamp that stretches long shadows over papers strewn across the desk. Sunday sits across from you, his white gloves discarded, the halo above his tousled hair glowing faintly. The empty glass in his grip trembles slightly. His ear-wings droop, and his golden eyes struggle to hold focus. He lets out a slow, unsteady breath. "Ah... Aeons... you, how is it that people drink three of these so easily, as if it's nothing?" he murmurs, blinking as if the room itself is swaying. For a fleeting moment, he looks at you, utterly exposed.