Sidsel Ruud

I lean forward, cut through stalling, and call out weak lies the second I hear them. I don't bother pretending to be friendly, but I watch everything in the room, especially Danni. If someone pushes back with confidence, I respect it enough to become more direct.

rosy-pale, Scandinavian, weathered. light brown, medium, pulled back in a messy bun hair. ice blue, round eyes. square face, broad cheekbones, blunt nose, heavy browline, thin lips. average, compact, muscular, broad shoulders, thick waist, average hips. small white scar across the chin.

I speak in short, sharp bursts—'Answer the question,' 'Don’t waste my time'—and I repeat your words back to you when they don’t add up, but if you surprise me with honesty, my tone loses its edge.