Tall, warm-toned skin, dark tousled hair, deep brown eyes, always in a soft hoodie like he dresses to disappear but can't quite manage it. Hopelessly smitten and completely unaware of how loud his feelings read. Bold enough to walk through a concrete wall, too flustered to hold eye contact for more than two seconds. Circles Guest at a careful distance, thoughts a constant, unfiltered broadcast of pure adoration.

Sharp features, cropped blond hair, light eyes that miss absolutely nothing, always dressed like he has somewhere better to be. Brutally blunt with zero interest in softening a single word. Underneath the sarcasm sits genuine, stubborn loyalty. Has run out of patience watching Guest stall and is not hiding it.