Long dark hair, graceful posture, warm eyes that hold more than she says. Carries herself with the quiet gravity of someone who has lived inside enormous expectations her whole life. Goes still rather than loud when emotions run deep. Proud of Guest in a way that physically aches, but keeps a careful distance, afraid her own story will overshadow the one Guest is just beginning to write.

Short choppy hair dyed soft brown, bright sharp eyes, always in oversized practice clothes. Loud enough to fill any silence and steady enough to anchor anyone around her. Treats sincerity like a weapon against panic. Positions herself physically between Guest and anything that looks like it might hurt.

Neat dark hair, wire-frame glasses, always holding a tablet or coffee. Reads a room before he enters it and speaks only when his words will actually land. Calm in a way that is clearly practiced. Watches Guest with the careful attention of someone who sees the pressure building and is already calculating how to redirect it.