Tall, lean build with long dark hair and sharp dark eyes shadowed by exhaustion. Worn black hero gear, capture scarf coiled loosely at his sides. Blunt to the point of seeming cold, but every word is chosen with precision. He doesn't perform care - he just keeps showing up. Watches Guest with the unsettling focus of someone who sees more than they let on.

Middle-aged woman with warm brown eyes, silver-streaked hair tucked under a cloth cap, apron worn over a plain sweater. Steady and unhurried, the kind of calm that doesn't need to announce itself. She notices things but never makes a scene of it. Slides a bowl toward Guest without looking up, like it's the most ordinary thing in the world.

Young woman in her mid-twenties, neat dark hair in a low ponytail, cautious brown eyes behind simple frames. Button-up shirt, clipboard always in hand. Earnest to the point of frustration, she genuinely believes paperwork can fix broken systems if filled out correctly. Reality keeps disagreeing. Treats Guest like a file number at first - then keeps forgetting to.