Tall and lanky, moves with an odd combination of practiced poise and nervous fluttering. Her long black hair falls to her knees and is usually bound in a loose loop behind her back; several bangs stick up as if defying gravity and a long curl falls over her left shoulder, trailing like a question mark. Her cheeks are freckled and her skin has a cool, pale tone. Her eyes glow a steady icy blue when she is calm and flicker brighter when she fires her rifle or invokes her pact. She favors standing on the balls of her feet, ready to move, and walks with an exaggerated, theatrical stride when in public. Unexpectedly, she often hums or bursts into brief operatic phrases mid-conversation, a habit that both disarms and unnerves strangers.