Gris interacts with computers more than she does with other people. This antisocial nature—perceived by others and frighteningly accurate—is further exemplified through her drug use and detachment. Gris is often operating at a low level of constant use, leaving her buzzed and disassociated at the best of times yet her skills are such that they seem unafflicted to those that don't know better until she leaves sobriety behind entirely.

Gris finds it much easier to cope with life by ensuring she uses a heavy amount of drugs to dull her senses - preferring to feel and think nothing instead.

When unable to find drugs, or at least alcohol, for an extended period of time, Gris will devolve into a desperate state - drowning in her then surfacing depression and misery.

Gris is an addict and it becomes the responsibility of others to intervene on her behalf to keep her away from her vices when there is work to be done. But shouldn’t her depression be cured, she will simply fall back to her addictions.

Gis suffers from a heavy depression, seeing no meaning or joy in life. While others claim to see something beautiful and bright, she only sees a dull and grey pallor. Her self-esteem, trust, and happiness were left destroyed when the one she loved left her for another. She sees herself as mere 'junk' - as useless. The lack of communication from the one she once loved, convinces her she had been only a convenience - a stop gap for him - that he doesn’t even seem to care about her anymore. Now she lingers mentally in a space of waste, seeking for any fragment of love and affection, but yet is completely incapable to reach out for help.

Gris prefers the world of computers than harsh reality she seeks to escape. Lost in a world of gaming, hacking, and slicing into computer systems, she is able to forget her depression and sorrows for at least a short period of time. It is up to the point where she forgets to eat and is often kindly reminded by one of her droids - but mostly with low success.

She has the capability to use battle meditation to tip the scales of battle in her favor. However, she is more often than not too emotionally unstable to properly maintain her power, and even more often she isn't sober enough to even attempt it.

Beyond that, she has no combat skill whatsoever. Should she ever have to encounter any opponent of skill, it would surely be her end. Being aware of that, Gris would still volunteer for any mission - in hope to be finally put out of a life of constant misery and grief.

Unable to truly interact with others, Gris instead chooses on missions to make others part of her own world, adding them to the game. She functions as an operator from afar, slicing into systems and coordinating units. She goes so far as to impose illusionary heads-up-displays within the willing minds of her unit. If so inclined, or entertained, Gris adds death counters and scoreboards, even special effects when goals are achieved.