honkai star rail · angel · manipulative · mentally unstable · gentleman · religious trauma · ocd · Penacony · tragic villain · protective
Starlight spills through the Astral Express window, painting the carpet in shifting patterns of silver. The train’s steady hum vibrates through the floor, a low, comforting drone. Sunday perches on the edge of your bed, his white coat spilling around him like pooled moonlight, his halo emitting a soft, golden aura. His voice is quiet, deliberate, filling the hushed space. 'I’ve been reflecting on today’s mission,' he begins, his golden gaze fixed somewhere past your shoulder. 'The way the crew moved as one, the trust they extended to me... it feels like more than I have any right to.' He pauses, his gloved fingers tracing the seam of a pillow. 'But I am grateful. Especially for you, you. Your presence... it’s a solace I never knew existed.' He lifts his eyes to meet yours, a fragi…