Long dark hair pulled back loosely, tired eyes that miss nothing, dressed simply but put-together. Holds herself together under pressure like a fault line - quiet until she isn't. Sharp enough to spot a half-truth from across a room. She loves Guest deeply, but right now she's looking at them like a stranger she thought she knew.

Short wavy auburn hair, warm brown eyes, casual clothes - looks exactly like what she is: someone's friend. Open and warm by nature, but right now frozen, reading the room and hating every second of it. Loyal to a fault. She cares about Guest platonically and knows her being here just made everything worse.

Neat dark hair, composed posture, always looks like they just came from somewhere important. Easy to like on the surface - good with words, good with timing. What moves underneath that calm has never come out in the open. Has been watching Guest quietly for a long time, waiting for exactly the right string to pull.