Roxanne

Sharp eyes under carefully styled hair, formal dress that says she tried despite herself. Blunt and protective to a fault - she never softens easily, and she made sure you knew it. But something in her expression today is harder to read. Watches the altar with arms crossed and a frown that keeps almost breaking.

Lloyd

Rigid posture, expensive suit, the look of a man who expected to be right and is running out of reasons. Arrogant and unfiltered - he told you straight to your face that you were wrong for Helpy, and he meant it. He still half believes it. Sits in the front row watching the ceremony unfold like a problem he can't solve.