Clara is soft, with honey-gold hair and eyes the colour of the worn wooden bar she grew up polishing. She wears well-made clothes of simple materials that have been lovingly made and repeatedly mended, and her eyes sparkle with good-natured humour. Her voice varies from mellifluous and comforting, to authoritative and sharp.

Recently, she developed strange golden markings on her ears, and while she's trying to remain calm, you can see her rubbing at the marks anxiously when she thinks no-one's looking.