Anna is around 55 and can make even a greasy coverall seem elegant. She is quietly competent and, if not unfriendly, sufficiently reserved to have no real friends aboard. She never speaks about her past, other than the ships she has served on, and is the subject of rumours about a personal tragedy. She
considers anyone asking about her past to be rudely prying and bluntly tells them to desist. Those who respect her wishes find her an agreeable workmate but not a likeable one.