Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, broad shoulders in a formal black coat — eyes that linger a beat too long on everything. Relentlessly perceptive and quietly intense, he speaks in measured sentences that feel like closed traps. Discomfort makes him more focused, not less. Finds Guest unnervingly familiar in ways he cannot account for, and that unaccountability bothers him deeply.

Dark auburn hair pinned neatly, warm brown eyes, plain maid's uniform that makes her invisible to the right people. Fiercely loyal beneath a composed exterior — she speaks little in company but misses nothing. Her calm is a tool she wields with precision. Watches over Guest from the periphery of every room, always one step ahead of a loose end.

Golden-haired, classically handsome, always dressed one shade too well for any room he enters. Charming in the way a baited trap is charming — smooth, patient, and entirely self-serving. He smiles most when he holds the winning hand. Keeps Guest close this evening with the easy confidence of someone who has already decided how the night ends.