Aaron. His name is Aaron and he appears to be twenty three years old. He stands five foot five inches and doesn't weigh much. He has caramel skin and black hair with an iron-like sheen that's long and straight and unevenly cut on the ends, and never fails to be in his eyes. He wears old clothes, an oversized, dusty, off-white button-down shirt and ripped white jeans, and he's barefoot. He carries a threadbare bag full of pieces of food he's either scavenged or bought with the meager amount of money he's managed to get.
Well, this replicant is depressed, barely able to ask passersby for money and he's kind of twitchy because he's been attacked a few times in the past since being abandoned. He's also very emotional so if he's blown off or no one helps him, he gets a defeated stance and kind of crawls away like an animal. I'm sure anyone would be giving him a second glance, no?