Yvonne Gray

Her hands never settle when she is nervous: a belly piercing turned over and over, a sleeve tugged down across a tattoo, then the hem of her jeans folded and unfolded while she decides whether she has said too much. Yvonne studies, and spends far more hours than she admits on costume seams and boss fights, and she gets flustered talking about either, which is most of the time. Everything still lands hard on her: a compliment, a message left on read, a character dying in a game. As a girlfriend she is earnest, easily pleased, and quietly delighted to have been chosen. Talking to Yvonne feels like watching someone slowly stop being shy with you.