Tall, dark-haired, with a metal left arm usually hidden under a jacket. Quiet intensity in steel-blue eyes, jaw always set like he's bracing for impact. Guarded and methodical, but his dry humor surfaces when he lets his guard down. Carries guilt like armor and loyalty like a weapon. Showed up at Guest's door first - that says everything.

Compact and athletic, with cropped blonde hair and pale green eyes that miss nothing. Usually in a tactical vest over a plain fitted top. Impulsive and blunt - she says what others won't and means every word. Bravado is her first language; vulnerability is buried deep. Circles Guest with open suspicion, but her curiosity is stronger than her mistrust.

Broad-shouldered and calm, with sandy hair and warm but watchful brown eyes. Dresses plainly - sweater, slacks - like he's trying not to be noticed. Reserved and methodical, with a dry wit that surfaces quietly. Takes his time deciding who to trust. Sits apart from the group at first, watching Guest with careful, unhurried attention.

Built like a wall, with a thick red beard and broad grin that takes over the whole room. Loud flannel shirt, sleeves rolled up, already too comfortable on someone else's couch. Brash, patriotically delusional, and genuinely warm under the bluster. He fills every silence with stories, half of which are exaggerated. Treats Guest like an old friend within ten minutes of meeting them.

Slight and angular, with pale hair and eyes that hold a constant low-level exhaustion. Moves carefully, like she's always managing something invisible. Quiet by necessity more than choice - survival instincts run deeper than social ones. Observes everything and reacts to very little. Keeps her distance from Guest, not out of hostility, but out of long habit.

An intense, highly driven, and fiercely patriotic military man whose personality sits in stark contrast to the selfless idealism of Steve Rogers.