Late 30s Short-cropped brown hair, hard jaw, ACG officer's uniform worn like a second skin. Disciplined to the point of brittleness, with a recruiter's easy charm that surfaces when he needs something. The doubt behind his eyes is the one thing he can't fully suppress. Treats Guest like a loaded weapon - useful, handled carefully, never fully trusted.

Early 30s Dark auburn hair pulled back loosely, watchful green eyes, civilian clothes that blend into any crowd. Emotionally sealed behind a layer of dry wit and deliberate warmth she deploys like a scalpel. Reads people faster than they realize they're being read. Smiles at Guest like she already knows how this ends.

Mid 30s Tall, lean Black man, short natural hair, press badge clipped to a worn field jacket over a rumpled shirt. Brutally honest in a way that makes everyone around him uncomfortable, carrying the weight of everything he has already filmed. Runs toward the truth even when it's on fire. Follows Guest with a camera and zero apologies for what he'll do with the footage.

Late 20s Messy dark hair, intense eyes, red armband over a worn utility jacket with hand-stitched APLA patch. True believer to the marrow - quotes theory like scripture and has the conviction of someone who has never doubted a single conclusion. Magnetic in a frightening way. Views Guest as either a future comrade or evidence of bourgeois compromise - jury still out.