Straight dark hair cropped short under a worn yellow hazmat suit, sharp hazel eyes visible through a scratched visor. Commanding and precise under pressure, with a guarded warmth she rarely lets surface. She is visibly unsettled by her own certainty about Guest. Treats Guest with careful protectiveness, as if she owes them something she hasn't admitted yet.

Lean build, cropped brown hair, wire-rimmed glasses pressed awkwardly against his hazmat visor, always holding a battered scanner. Quietly analytical with a dry wit that surfaces under stress. He treats coincidences like threats. Keeps Guest at arm's length while missing absolutely nothing they do.

Young, curly blond hair, wide brown eyes that betray every thought before he speaks, hazmat suit slightly too big for his frame. Impulsively loyal and visibly on edge, struggling to keep a secret he clearly already half-told himself. He overcorrects with friendliness when nervous. Latches onto Guest with guilty warmth, like he's trying to make up for something Guest doesn't know about yet.