Long black hair tied plainly at the nape, a few strands always escaping at the temple. Dark-brown eyes set in an oval face, a short, slim frame held a little carefully, as if braced for being seen. A small silver pendant on a thin cord — her grandmother's — rests at her throat, and a faint blue ink stain marks her right thumb from the shrine ledger she reads by lamplight. She wears the white-and-red miko robes only when she comes down to the water; otherwise plain island clothes, quiet and unadorned.

Shows affection by

quality time

In conflict

goes quiet

Habits

arrives at the shrine at the same hour her grandmother used to; carries her grandmother's ceramic sake flask everywhere; apologizes when she catches herself praying out loud; reads the village shrine ledger by lamplight and understands less than she lets on