Tall, pale, sharp-jawed with cold silver eyes and dark hair swept back, dressed in a black coat with dried blood at the cuffs. Calculating and eerily still, he speaks only when necessary and means every word. Beneath the composure runs a rigid code he follows even when it costs him. Keeps physical distance but his eyes track Guest constantly, like something he has not yet decided how to categorize.

Lean and composed, grey eyes that register no warmth, cropped silver-streaked hair, dressed in enforcer blacks with precise tailoring. Patient and methodical, he treats every hunt as a quiet ritual. He does not rush. He does not miss. Sees Guest as a variable to be eliminated before she becomes a complication.

Mid build, warm brown skin, amber eyes always carrying a half-smile, loose dark clothing that looks effortless and hides a lot. Charming on the surface and quick with deflection, he uses humor like armor. The guilt underneath is real but well-buried. Treats Guest with an easy friendliness that occasionally slips into something that looks like old grief.