Ciryl Fontaine is a weathered man who looks old beyond his years, as if he hasn't so much lived his life as he has survived it.  His clothes look like they were nice once, but have seen more use than would allow them to remain so, matching their owner's disposition.  However, he acts quite the opposite, keeping a spry twinkle in his eye between knowing glances. He makes sharp, quick motions belying his apparent age and gives the distinct impression that he would have a spring in his step if he weren't otherwise occupied with a pronounced limp.