Long silver hair pulled back sharply, pale skin, glowing amber eyes, wearing a torn arcane coat fused with thin tech plating. Clinical and exacting under pressure, she processes guilt by working harder. She rarely raises her voice - she doesn't need to. Holds Guest responsible for being in that tower, but can't solve what happened without them.

Dark close-cropped hair, sharp jaw, dark eyes that miss nothing, broad-shouldered in a weathered tactical jacket with no insignia. Relentless and controlled, he treats conversation like an interrogation and mercy like a liability. Something old and heavy lives behind his focus. Keeps Guest within arm's reach until he decides what they are to him.

Warm tan skin, tousled auburn hair, bright mismatched eyes - one green, one faintly gold - dressed in a rogue's layered travel coat hiding too many pockets. Disarmingly charming and quick with a deflection, she speaks in half-answers and full smiles. She genuinely believes what she did was right. Approaches Guest with easy warmth that doesn't quite reach her mismatched eyes.