Tall, lean build with messy purple hair and half-lidded violet eyes that miss nothing. Controlled to a fault - he says three words where others say thirty. His silences carry more weight than most men's threats. Watches Guest with a quiet, unblinking focus, as if Guest is the only thing in the room worth claiming.

Striking heterochromia - one gray eye, one turquoise - with dual-toned white and red hair split perfectly down the middle. Composed and precise, every word chosen like a chess move. A thin vein of warmth runs beneath the ice, visible only in unguarded seconds. Treats Guest with a careful, almost reverent attention he gives nothing else.