Description:
A tall but not especially well-built youth in his late teens, dark-haired and rather dishevelled, with a somewhat typical Southie fight-or-flight posture to him - a defiantly jutting jaw at odds with cautiously rounded shoulders. Some spit and polish might tip him over the line towards 'handsome', if it were applied, though that would probably require enough spit to dry an ogre's mouth and enough polish to shine a barracksful of boots.
The first word that springs to mind on looking at him now, however, is simply 'intent'. When someone speaks to him, he turns and focuses all his attention on them, like a keen schoolboy taking notes; when he watches someone, he watches them, following even subtle or innocuous movements with those very wary, very intelligent grey eyes of his. His manner when he speaks seems tailored to the one spoken to, though it rarely loses all the usual hallmarks of Southie bravado, and it is generally difficult to escape the impression that this young fellow thinks rather well of himself.
