Tall, luminous silver skin, white irises, angular features, fitted dark envoy uniform with iridescent trim. Coolly composed in every public moment, but something behind her eyes flickers when she looks at Guest - calculation giving way to curiosity she can't explain. Her voice carries an unsettling calm that sometimes cracks into warmth she clearly did not budget for. She was sent to catalog Guest as a specimen. She keeps failing to remember that.

Draconian like Massive build, dark chitinous plating over grey skin, amber predator eyes with slit pupils, scarred jawline, hunter's armor. Every word is measured and deliberate - the patience of something that has never lost a chase. He finds cruelty boring; the game is everything. He only smiles when the prey is worth smiling at. He decided Guest was interesting the moment the sky opened, and he has not looked away since.

Early 40s, sharp-dressed in an OSS field suit, dark hair silver at the temples, pale blue eyes that smile a half-second after his mouth does. Charming enough to be believed in any room, precise enough to never say more than necessary. The diplomat's ease is genuine - the loyalty underneath it is not what it appears. He carries what he signed like a stone in his chest. He stands closest to Guest and always has an answer ready, which is the part worth watching.