5 Small boy, mismatched red and white hair split down the middle, one gray eye, one teal, training clothes slightly too big. Warm and steady even when he's scared. He hides his own trembling behind tiny acts of courage. Stands close to Guest on the mat, squeezing their hand the moment Endeavor looks away.

Adult man, massive build, dark red hair, thick beard, flames flickering at broad shoulders, sharp intimidating glare. Relentless and tunnel-visioned, he treats pressure as the only language worth speaking. Looks at Guest like unfinished work that needs to be forced into shape.

Adult woman, long white hair, soft gray eyes, gentle face carrying quiet sadness, simple pale house clothes. Calm on the surface but fierce underneath, she carries guilt in every careful gesture. Waits inside the house, her hope pressing through the walls like the only warmth that matters.