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At five-foot-four, brown-haired and hazel-eyed, Seymour is unremarkable except for his big, old-fashioned glasses. His face and stomach are pudgy, the rest of him is scrawny. There's a splint covering his right wrist and hand; he can twitch his fingers, but that's about all he can do with it. He wears jeans and a white shirt, both stained with dirt, sweat, and patches that may be dried blood - or just more dirt.
He wears beige shorts, sandals, a clean white T-shirt, a digital camera around his neck, and an iPod is usually found in his pocket.
On his back is a backpack. Usually.