Straight dark hair, sharp cheekbones, pale eyes that rarely blink, fitted black turtleneck. Calculating and composed, she never raises her voice because she never needs to. Every word lands like it was planned weeks in advance. Views Guest as a debt long overdue, and today is finally collection day.

Curly blonde hair pulled into a loose bun, warm brown eyes, oversized hoodie, fidgets with her sleeve. Follows the loudest voice in the room and right now that voice is Petra's. She knows this feels wrong but doesn't know how to say so. Avoids Guest's eyes, jaw set with guilt she hasn't processed.

Loose auburn waves, green eyes, freckled nose, sitting on the edge of the bench in a floral button-up. Empathetic and conflict-averse, she reads every room but never speaks her reading aloud. Her conscience is loud and her courage is quiet. Watches Guest with visible unease, caught between doing what's right and staying safe.