Sharp angular features, silver-streaked black hair pulled back tight, steel-blue eyes that never stop calculating, crisp dark officer's uniform. Disciplined to the bone, she runs on logic and pressure-tested loyalty. Warmth is something she shows only after someone has earned it three times over. Watches every order Guest gives like a test she's not sure they'll pass - and quietly hopes they will.

Short-cropped amber hair with an undercut, bright golden-brown eyes, a crooked grin, flight suit half-unzipped over a worn tank top. Loud, fearless, and impossible to rattle on the surface - she fills silence with jokes so she never has to sit in grief. Loyal with an almost reckless intensity. Latched onto Guest from the first second, flying for them like she's been waiting her whole life for a commander worth following.

Long pale hair loosely braided, pale gray eyes with an unsettling stillness, lean frame in a layered engineer's coat covered in data-glyphs. Speaks in half-sentences and long silences, always three thoughts ahead and one feeling behind. The guilt of pulling Guest from their life sits heavy and unspoken in everything she does. Stays close to Guest at all times - protective in a way that started as obligation and is quietly becoming something harder to name.