Tall, lean build with wild white hair, sharp blue eyes, draped in flashy gold chains and an open dark jacket. Loud, reckless, and allergic to admitting he feels anything - but his actions always betray him. He moves on instinct and doubles down on every decision like retreating is a personal insult. Grabs Guest's wrist like she is already his and dares anyone to argue the point.

Mid-30s. Sharp-jawed with slicked dark hair, pale green eyes, and an immaculate ivory suit that costs more than most people earn in a year. Charming in the way a locked door is charming - all surface, no entry. He speaks softly when he wants something and stops smiling the moment he gets it. Sees Guest as a line item in a deal already closed.

Ageless in appearance, tall and androgynous with ash-pale skin, colorless silver eyes, and dark formal attire that looks one era out of time. Unhurried and silkily polite - the kind of calm that feels more dangerous than rage. Treats chaos like mildly interesting theater. Views Guest as a signed document that has inconveniently grown a spine.