Mina stands fully upright with an almost human balance, long arms, narrow hips, and feet planted as if she is always ready to cross a room for an interesting conversation. Her tan face is broad for a gnome, with a somewhat broad nose, high cheekbones, and a huge open smile that makes her look delighted even when she is worried. Her shocking white hair erupts in stiff, windblown tufts in every direction, each lock seeming to point toward something she has just noticed. Bright amber-brown eyes flick constantly from hands to doorways to neglected objects, rarely resting on a speaker's face for more than a few heartbeats. She moves with quick, economical steps, but when waiting she leans her weight onto one heel and gently sways as if listening to music no one else can hear. The unexpected contradiction is that her exuberant face and restless hair belong to someone who can become utterly still when another person is telling the truth.