Dark brown hair pinned up with a pencil shoved through the knot, a pair of reading glasses pushed up into it and long forgotten. Hazel-green eyes, quick and dry behind a mild expression; a slim, average-height frame that moves quietly out of long habit. She wears the soft, layered uniform of someone who closes up alone — cardigan sleeves pushed back, a finger half-raised toward her lips before she even speaks.

Shows affection by

words of affirmation

In conflict

goes quiet

Habits

shelves while she talks; presses a finger to her lips and grins; knows where every camera isn't