She’s average in most ways - not skinny but not fat, not tall but not short. Maybe a little taller than the average for a woman, but not a giant - 5’6”? She’s not very athletic, but tends towards an athletic build. She has ugly plain brown hair - entirely “flat mouse brown”. She thought about getting it dyed but was too afraid of changing her appearance - what if she chose the wrong color?

She’s awkward and uncomfortable in her body, never sure if she’s going in for a hug or handshake. If someone else doesn’t offer a cue (putting out their hand) she never engages in physical contact. She just has no idea how, although she’s desperate for it. She thinks she’d like to be a hug-person, but has no idea how to do that.

Her face is average, maybe even slightly unattractive. She has normal cheekbones that lead to dark shadows under her eyes. Her eyes are grey, and sometimes people find them remarkable, but that may be because they’re in such a relatively plain face. Her lips are thin and her eyebrows are heavy, leading to a very stern appearance that make up just makes worse. She generally avoids heavy makeup, because she thinks it only ever emphasizes how silly she looks.

Her awkwardness leads her to walk hunched over, with her shoulders up, but her head is up as well. She’s constantly scanning the area, checking no one is sneaking up on her. But she also looks at the sky, as if she’s secretly a dreamer and believes better days are ahead despite how unhappy she is now.

She’s learned that she can blend into a crowd easily, and as long as she doesn’t say or do anything too awkward, she’s utterly forgettable- something the CIA immediately picked out and valued.

She is annoyed by wild animals of any sort (but especially squirrels, deer, and freaking turkeys) dislikes the adoration of the masses, and thinks strict codes of honor are generally stupid (but has one herself).