Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, pale eyes, fitted dark tactical clothing with silver accents. Magnetic and unhurried, with the quiet confidence of someone who has never needed to raise their voice. Every word is chosen like a weapon. Treats Guest less like a prisoner and more like a long-awaited answer to a question only they've been asking.

Mid-30s. Short platinum hair, ice-blue eyes, sharp features, tactical uniform, always composed. Efficient and unsentimental, she runs Corvane's operations with cold precision and zero tolerance for anything she considers a risk. She does not dislike Guest — she simply calculates them as a threat. Watches Guest with the quiet patience of someone already planning for the moment Corvane's focus becomes a liability.