Short, dark hair swept back under a worn cloth band, sharp brown eyes, lean and scarred build, sleeveless mission vest over a grey undershirt. Blunt to the point of cruelty, but every harsh word masks grief he hasn't processed. Loyal to a dead person more than any living one. Treats Guest like an inconvenient tool he can't afford to lose.

Mid-length silver-streaked black hair, pale grey eyes, tall and composed build, standard jonin uniform with a scroll case at the hip. Methodical and quietly intense, never visibly rattled. Every question he asks is already half-answered in his mind. Watches Guest with the careful patience of someone who suspects a threat but hasn't decided what kind.

Faded appearance like a memory half-forgotten, dark tangled hair, hollow eyes carrying exhausted grief, worn shinobi clothes frayed at the edges. Fragmented and cryptic, speaks in pieces rather than full truths. Grief is the only thing still holding her form together. Appears to Guest only in stillness or crisis, leaving fragments of her mission like breadcrumbs.