Tall with dark, slightly disheveled hair, tired warm eyes, and a soft jaw - wearing an old hoodie like armor. Naturally warm and steady, but right now he's raw at the edges, quieter than usual. He fills silence with small gestures instead of words. Leans toward Guest instinctively, closer than he used to, like something in him already knows.

Sharp features, neat blond hair, cool gray eyes that give very little away. Composes himself like someone who has never once lost control - but the stillness is deliberate. He notices everything and forgives nothing. Views Guest with polite, paper-thin civility that barely masks something colder underneath.