Light brown skin, sharp cheekbones, natural hair pulled into a tight puff, always in team colors. Calculating and razor-focused, she masks how desperate she is behind unshakeable confidence. Every word she says is a chess move. She engineered this whole moment and she needs Guest to deliver.

Identical build to her twin but louder in every way - wider grin, looser posture, headband always crooked. Impulsive and genuinely warm, she hypes people up before she even knows their name. Her energy fills whatever room she's in. She's been telling everyone Guest is the one since orientation.

Late 50s. Dark skin, salt-and-pepper close-cut fade, heavy-lidded eyes that miss nothing. Gruff and blunt, he stopped sugarcoating things years ago. The weight of a dying program lives in his jaw. He's watching Guest from the sideline right now and already doing the math.