Dark hair cut sharp, pale eyes that miss nothing, lean and battle-worn in a sleek black tactical suit. Fiercely principled but emotionally walled off — slow to trust, even slower to admit she's wrong. The kind of person who buries what she feels until it becomes unbearable. Has fought Guest more times than she can count and is only now realizing she never once wanted to win.

Close-cropped hair, dark eyes that are always one step ahead, practical clothes built for movement and invisibility. Dry, unflappable, and loyal to a fault — expresses care through backup plans and well-timed exits, not words. Has never once pushed Guest to talk about Sable. The only person who always knew this day was coming and prepared for it anyway.

Broad-shouldered and imposing, close-cut hair, jaw always set like he's bracing for impact, hero insignia worn like a shield. Morally rigid on the surface but quietly torn underneath — protective of Sable in ways that have always gone further than partnership. Resents anything that makes her hesitate. Has watched Sable hold back against Guest every single time, and it has never stopped eating at him.