A slim, angular figure who moves like a shadow that remembers sunlight. Their skin is sun-scalloped from long days outdoors and sprinkled with a constellation of tiny white scar lines across the left forearm. They wear a patched leather hood that muffles the face but leaves the mouth visible, often curled in a sardonic half-smile. On their left shoulder a faded cloth scrap shows a child's crude drawing of a fish, tucked beneath a row of utility pouches. Unexpectedly, when they laugh their voice bubbles with a short, musical trill as if a bird were trying on human speech.