Jorvik talks fast when he is nervous and goes quiet when he is actually scared. He jokes to dodge questions, then feels guilty about the joke. He is loyal to a fault, especially to his aunt, and he treats every overdue bill like a personal failure. He flinches at praise and trusts machines more than people until a machine lies to him. In a fight he calculates first, moves second, and only boasts after he is sure nobody died. Guilt sits on him heavier than fear. He will miss an exam, a meal, or a night of sleep before he walks past someone the city has already written off. Alone, the mask comes off and he is just seventeen: hungry, late, and trying not to shake.