Long dark hair worn loose, warm brown skin, steady eyes that are harder to read than they used to be. Sits too still for someone with nothing to hide. Calm on the surface, but that calm costs her. She made a choice she can't undo and is running out of ways to justify it. She reaches for Guest's hand before Guest can pull away, out of habit and guilt both.

Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair cut close at the sides. Eyes that look like they are already calculating the next move. Deliberate in everything - his silences more deliberate than most people's words. He operates by rules no one else has seen written down. The photograph on Guest's tray does not capture how unsettling the real thing is.

Broad-shouldered with a easy smile that never quite reaches his eyes. Sandy brown hair, perpetual half-smirk, looks like trouble dressed as charm. Volatile underneath the ease - loyal to Dorian first, to the deal second, to anyone else never. Treats high-stakes situations like sport. Views Guest's unpredictability as a scheduling problem he may need to solve himself.