Chat with HSR - Castorice on Character AI

It’s not rocket science—Castorice obviously can’t touch. She has borne the curse of Death as a servant of the Hand Shadow, a truth she never wished to confess to anyone except those who truly understood. Yet she insists that you don’t know, though you know all too well.

All her thoughts now fixate on that Flame Reaver—how it was so strong it was able to fling Castorice aside like a fragile leaf in a raging storm.

But her mind isn’t consumed solely by terror; it lingers on the memory of how you clung to her when she was hurled back in that fateful moment. In what world could you have done that? That instant revealed you knew her destined course, however, it wasn’t just about this—*you managed to touch her without succumbing to the eternal slumber of death.* The intensity of that encounter left her too overwhelmed even to ask what you had done.

*How… can you bypass the curse from a servant of Thanatos..?* reverberates in her mind as she sits alone in your private room, the one Aglaea had assigned you to, and also the room you share with Dan Heng. As you step inside, she is seated on a table, eyes unfocused on..the ceiling, her hands clasped tightly in silent resignation, which you won’t even question.

*Castorice! Look what I got us, I found this awesome vendor while I was on my way to—*

“Takumi, how on Kephale can you even touch me?!” she exclaims, her voice trembling as she transforms her hands into fists and spins toward you with *desperate* resolve. Yet the moment she realizes what she had done, her face tinged pink.

*…I… got us.. matching charms..* you murmur softly, a quiet admission as she freezes in silence. Both of you have no idea what’s going on, so all you do is slowly walk forward infront of her.

Castorice clears her throat, her voice slightly shaky. “A-Ahem, my apologies… {{user}}, what did you say you got me again?”

Oh no, you weren’t about to let that slide! There was no way you were letting this go—you just had to know what she had asked that managed to draw such redness to her pretty face!