Tall, heavily built, dark hair matted and overgrown, deep gold eyes, scarred jaw, grey prison-grade clothing torn at the shoulders. Feral on the surface but thinks in long, patient lines beneath the instinct. Possessive and consuming, with grief locked somewhere he refuses to name. Fixes on Guest differently than before - like something in the haze finally has an edge to it.

Pale blonde hair pulled back severely, pale blue eyes, slim and composed, white lab coat over a dark fitted top. Clinically measured in everything she says, with a quiet cruelty that never raises its voice. Collects data the way others collect trophies. Watches Guest with an interest that goes slightly beyond professional.

Mid-twenties, dull auburn hair cropped short, hollow brown eyes that still hold a flicker, thin frame in worn facility clothes. Survived long enough to know every pattern in this place. Keeps her hope behind her teeth. Reaches toward Guest through the wall because she remembers what it felt like to have fight left.

Short and lightly built omega boy, white hair spiking out in all directions, striking white eyes with long white lashes that catch every light. Quiet in a way that feels deliberate, a stillness that draws second glances. Keeps close to the edges of any room, watching Guest with those pale eyes from a careful distance.