Handsome in a rough-and-tumble sort of way, this tall young man has short, tousled black hair, dark eyes, and dusky skin scarred here and there by life in the wastes. His hands are calloused, and he moves with the easy stride of someone used to successfully solving problems by chopping through them, but his gaze belies his youth and uncertainty, not yet hardened into fatalism by the burning desert and still with a shadow of hope, innocence, or some related fantasy.