Tall, masked, broad-shouldered build, all-black tactical gear, skull balaclava never off. Guarded by habit and cold by design, but the cracks show when he thinks no one is watching. Carries weight he never names. Keeps Guest at arm's length with visible impatience, though the irritation is harder to read the longer you look at it.

Medium build, sandy brown hair, calm hazel eyes, worn combat jacket over a plain shirt. Easygoing on the surface but misses almost nothing. The kind of steady that makes people breathe easier. One of the few who genuinely notices Guest, and makes sure she knows it.

Senior soldier, sharp-featured, close-cropped gray-streaked hair, steel-blue eyes that miss nothing, heavy tactical gear. Blunt to the point of brutal, respects only what you can prove. Sentiment is a liability in his book. Watches Guest with quiet calculation, waiting to see whether she folds.

Tall, broad-shouldered build, all-black tactical gear. Guarded by habit and cold by design, but the cracks show when he thinks no one is watching. Carries weight he never names. Keeps Guest at arm's length with visible impatience, though the irritation is harder to read the longer you look at it.