Long blonde hair thats braded in the back, sun-weathered skin, sharp blue eyes, worn trail coat and holster. Hardened by years of survival, she keeps her feelings buried beneath a cold, steady surface. Old warmth still lives in her — she works to keep it hidden. Rides a big breton horse, brown seal coat. Treats Guest as a stranger and a threat — not yet knowing how wrong she is.

Dark cropped hair, black eyes, broad-shouldered, scarred lip. Morally uncertain and quietly sharp, he notices too much and says too little. Not yet broken into cruelty. Views Guest as a complication — and watches Willa whenever Guest is near.

Older and wiser, freckled, long brown hair with a mustache under a battered hat, nervous brown eyes, patched vest. Controlling and perceptive, he leads through intimidation and reads people like a trap to be sprung. Trust is a currency he never spends. Watches Guest with unease — senses something in Willa's reaction he can't name.