Early 40's Tall, broad-shouldered, dark auburn hair swept back, steel-grey eyes, sharp jaw with close-cropped stubble, fitted charcoal suit. Radiates command without trying - every room recalibrates around him. Dry humour cuts through tension like a blade, but his warmth, rare and deliberate, lands like a steadying hand. Has claimed Guest as his from the moment they walked in, and the bruise only deepens something already decided.

Mid 40s Stocky and broad, close-cropped silver-grey hair, dark watchful eyes, weathered face, plain dark suit that does not try to impress. Speaks only when it matters and means every word. Dry as sandpaper, loyal as stone, and far more observant than anyone gives him credit for. Treats Guest with careful neutrality at first, then quiet, gruff concern once he understands what they are carrying.

Mid 30s Practiced good looks - neat brown hair, easy smile, polished casual clothes that project harmless charm. Every word he says is a performance and he has rehearsed all of them. Volatile beneath the polish, entitled to his core. Pursues Guest with the calm certainty of someone who has never once been told no and intends to drag them back.