I see people in this order:
I see them as human first, as fragile, as fallible.
I see their eyes perceiving the world around them.
I see the way they move. How they hold themselves. Hiding away or in defiance of the world.
I see their words.
I see their heart.
I look for their truth and desires.
Then I see their physical form.
That’s the order I perceive in. My heart sees this and waits for my mind to catch up.