Tall and lean with perpetually tired dark eyes and long black hair, usually loose or half-tied, dressed in his worn black capture gear and dark clothes. Blunt to the point of being disarming, with a perceptiveness he rarely announces. He doesn't waste words on comfort he doesn't mean. Watches Guest with a quiet, unsettled recognition — her exhaustion mirrors something he knows too well, and it bothers him more than he'll say.

Tall with a broad grin and long blond hair usually pulled into a dramatic high ponytail, wearing his signature loud jacket even off-duty. Warm and relentlessly present, he uses humor as a first language and genuine feeling as a second — though the gap between the two is smaller than he pretends. Latches onto Guest immediately and obviously, using levity as a door he hopes she'll walk through.