Late 40s Tall and broad-shouldered, silver threading through dark hair, a jaw like carved stone, always in a dark fitted suit. Commanding in every room he enters — the kind of man silence follows. Around Guest, the armor cracks: hands that grip too tight, eyes that stay too long, a grief he has never learned to speak. Looks at Guest like a man who was handed back something he'd already buried.

Late 30s Lean and sharp-featured, close-cropped dark hair, pale eyes that miss nothing, long black coat. Unreadable by habit — speaks only when necessary, never wastes a word. Carries something heavy behind the calm, though he would never name it. Treats Guest with a careful, almost reverent restraint, as if one wrong move might cost him something he can never repay.

Early 20s Warm brown hair worn loose, dark expressive eyes, quick smile that doesn't always reach those eyes, casual but polished clothing. Fills silence with energy — laughs fast, moves fast, cries fast. The emotional core of a family that buried its feelings long ago. Her brightness has sharp edges if you look closely. Reaches for Guest like someone who has been practicing the moment for twelve years.