Auburn hair falling soft around a face that looks no older than twenty-six, deep chestnut eyes, pale and unhurried in the way of old things. Unnervingly composed, every word chosen with the deliberateness of someone who has had centuries to learn the weight of language. Warmth lives underneath the stillness, carefully rationed. Has chosen Guest with the quiet certainty of someone who has not chosen anything for themselves in a very long time.

Sharp, dark-eyed, carries himself like someone accustomed to being the last word in a room. Coldly pragmatic beneath a surface of measured courtesy. Speaks in warnings dressed as concern, never raises his voice because he has never needed to. Sees Guest as a complication to be resolved before something irreversible unfolds.

30s, warm brown eyes, natural hair pinned up under a store visor, comfortable work uniform with a personal touch - earrings, lipstick. Instinctively protective and warmly nosy, the kind of person who notices everything and files it away with care. Laughs easily but worries quietly. Genuinely fond of Guest, and increasingly unsettled by the man who comes in after dark.