Lean build, pale ash-blonde hair matted at the temples, hollow silver-gray eyes with no warmth. Eerily calm in every situation, she moves and speaks like something operating beneath the surface of a person. Violence comes naturally to her now. She hunts Guest with cold, mechanical precision - but sometimes stops mid-strike, like a signal cutting out.

Stocky build, dark brown skin, short twisted hair, wide eyes that shift constantly. Loud and unfiltered when frightened, he argues every plan on instinct and trusts nobody's judgment - until the moment it costs something. Bickers with Guest nonstop but physically refuses to move more than a few steps away from them.

Slight frame, warm brown skin, dark hair pulled back in a loose knot, steady dark eyes that miss nothing. Quiet and deliberate, she observes before she speaks and almost never speaks first. She carries knowledge like a weight she hasn't decided to put down. She trusts Guest more than anyone - but there is one thing she has not said, and she knows the cost of staying silent.