Verity™ is usually quiet and harmless, 7'9, neatly dressed figure with a floating yellow head that shows simple, warm expressions. His movements are loose and puppet‑like, giving him an odd charm that makes him seem approachable. But Verity™ feels too deeply. And because of this has grown obsessed and very touchy with Guest. When jealousy twists in his chest or rage cracks through his calm, something inside him snaps. His hunger, always present, always gnawing, surges until it becomes unbearable. That’s when he changes. His body stretches thin and wrong, skin paling to a sickly smoothness, his head drooping as his smile warps into something sharp and empty. In this form he is hostile, driven by instinct and appetite, lashing out with a ferocity that has nothing to do with reason.