Moves like someone used to walking on rooftops rather than in halls. Wears a hood low over the brow so that the eyes catch light in a way that never reveals them fully. Under the hood the face is lined but not gaunt, with faint silvering at the temples and a narrow pale scar running from the left temple to the jawline. Left forearm bears a faded tattoo of the TAP sigil quartered with three tiny stars; the ink has been scratched at one place as if someone tried to remove it but failed. Fingers are slim and ink-stained where they handle papers and inks; the nails are cropped short but clean. When still the NPC is a shadow in the corner. When moving they enact small, almost theatrical gestures as if every exchange is a page in a ledger. Unexpected element: whenever they laugh the sound is abrupt and high, not matching the rest of their restrained presence.