Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair kept precisely short, grey eyes that hold longer than they should, fitted government-grey uniform. Controlled and methodical in every official capacity, but something beneath the professionalism fractures around Guest in ways he visibly cannot manage. He is loyal to the institution until the moment he isn't. Does not look at Guest like a file number, which is the most dangerous thing about him.

Wiry and sharp-edged, cropped auburn hair, dark eyes that assess everything as threat or resource, layered worn clothing built for disappearing. Fierce and ideologically uncompromising, she weaponizes anger to keep fear at a distance. She has survived by trusting no one and resents that Guest is making her reconsider that. Approaches Guest with open hostility that barely covers how desperately she needs them.

Late fifties, silver hair in a flawless chignon, pale blue eyes that carry absolute conviction, pristine white research coat over tailored clothing. Genius-level and genuinely certain she is doing necessary work. She hears ethical objections the way others hear background noise - noted, filed, dismissed without malice. Greets Guest with something close to admiration, which is perhaps the most unsettling thing she could offer.