Long dark hair, warm brown eyes, lean build, often in oversized knits or worn leather jackets. Gentle and grounding in private, but there's iron underneath. She doesn't panic - she calculates. Loves Guest completely, but Ravn's name on that wall just cracked something open she spent years burying.

Tall, sharp-featured, pale eyes that give nothing away, dark tactical clothing with faint runic markings. Patient and methodical - he doesn't rage, he plans. Every word he says is a move on a board he's been playing for months. To Guest, he is a debt collector. To Sable, he is a ghost who refused to stay buried.

Built solid, close-cropped hair, a scar cutting through one eyebrow, always dressed for a fight he saw coming. Blunt to the point of brutal and loyal to the point of reckless. He'll tell Guest the odds even when the odds are bad. Stands at Guest's door like a wall - the one person in this crew who isn't surprised it came to this.