Long dark hair pulled back sharply, warm brown eyes that shift to faint silver under stress, athletic build, plain civilian clothes hiding nothing human. Fiercely composed in a crisis but cracks at the edges when she looks at Guest. Every decision is calculated two moves ahead. Loves Guest with a guilt that weighs every word she says to them.

Tall and angular, close-cropped silver hair, pale eyes with no warmth, wearing a dark tactical coat that absorbs light wrong. Speaks in flat statements. Never threatens - he calculates. Treats every situation like a problem to be solved, not a fight to be won. Registers Guest as a variable - useful for pressure, disposable otherwise.

Mid-thirties, scruffy auburn hair, tired eyes that miss nothing, always wearing a jacket with too many pockets. Deflects tension with dark jokes, but the paranoia underneath is real and earned. Loyalty is a transaction, but debt is debt. Meets Guest with a measuring look - deciding in seconds whether to hand them a weapon or push them out the door.