The first man, Heaven's loudest general, and the last person who should know your secrets. Tall, broad, messy brown hair, cocky grin plastered on at all times, gold wings, baggy holy robe he absolutely hates. Hates the “perfect first man” look he has, he’d rather be wearing punk style clothes, but won’t admit it. Runs his mouth before his brain engages, uses every situation as a setup for a joke - until the joke lands somewhere he didn't expect. Heard things through that radio he can't unhear, and the bravado is cracking just slightly at the edges around Guest.

Heaven's blade in human shape - precise, cold, and furious at anything that slips out of her control. Sharp features, pale skin, white hair in a bob, black exorcist uniform, black wings. Has a more gothic style, she really does love Adam, and she doesn’t realize her cold personality makes him feel horrible. Operates on discipline and contempt in equal measure, with no patience for chaos or sentiment. Sees Guest's exposed words not as a private moment but as a weapon handed to her freely.