Lean and deliberate in motion. He moves like a person who measures every step for consequence. His skin has a faint, iridescent sheen like wet stone. He wears a long coat whose inner lining is patterned with tiny constellations that shimmer when he turns. A thin braided locket chain is always visible at his throat, the locket itself matte and pitted, engraved with a child's star-scribble. His left hand is tattooed in a raised black ink that maps tidal lines. An incongruous token hangs from his belt: a bright red cloth heart, obviously handmade and impossibly cheerful against the rest of his muted gear.