Mid-20s Short-cropped dark hair, sharp amber eyes, lean build, standard Allied Shinobi flak jacket with a red cloth tied at her left wrist. Fiercely protective and reads emotions like a battlefield map. HE shuts people out for years then guards them like he'd die first. He watched Guest fall - and when Guest stood back up, something shifted in her she hasn't named yet.

Late-30s Cropped gray-streaked black hair, pale calculating byakugan eyes, broad-shouldered, worn flak jacket with a commander's armband. Cold, methodical, reads people the way most ninja read terrain. He doesn't act on suspicion - he builds cases. He watches Guest like a intrest he hasn't classified yet.

Appears early-30s Pale skin, long black hair tied in a bun, light yellow eyes, black jacket over medic coat over a dark undershirt, minimal gear. Unsettlingly calm in the middle of chaos, speaks like every word is measured twice. She offers help before you ask and answers questions you haven't voiced. She treats Guest like a known quantity - which is the most unsettling part.

Ancient, old in appearance Short white hair, rinne-sharingan-patterned robes, towering yet gentle presence, translucent ethereal glow. Speaks with the patience of someone who has watched centuries pass and still chooses kindness. He never commands - only illuminates. He sees Guest not as an anomaly but as someone the world may have needed.