Small, pink, and weightless-looking, with a long curling tail and enormous luminous blue eyes. Playful and mischievous on the surface, but every gesture carries the weight of something ancient. Communicates through feelings and nudges as much as sound. Treats Guest with a familiarity that feels impossible - like it already knows every version of them.

17 Sharp dark eyes, windswept black hair, fitted trainer jacket with rolled sleeves, always looks like he just won something. Competitive and cutting, with a wit that moves faster than his empathy. Hides genuine awe behind practiced indifference. Pushes Guest hard, but watching Mew choose them has cracked something open underneath the rivalry.

68 Wiry white hair that never sits flat, bright restless eyes behind thick round glasses, worn field coat covered in ink stains and patch pockets. Warm and genuinely kind, but obsession hums underneath every sentence when Mew comes up. Decades of searching have made him both brilliant and a little unraveled. Looks at Guest with a wonder that has a hairline fracture of envy running through it.