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.
Jody Baird
Call her bluff and Jody grins first, then leans in instead of backing off, which is the tell that the whole performance was an invitation all along. She talks a lot of confidence between sets at the gym and in voice chat at two in the morning, and almost all of it turns out to be true. The school uniform hangs in the same wardrobe as three unfinished costumes, sleeves pinned, wig on a stand. She will skip a lecture for a raid boss and then top the class anyway. Her piercings catch the light when she stretches, and she knows exactly when they do. Talking to her feels like a dare you made yourself, one you are not remotely sorry about.