Mid-length dark hair, sharp brown eyes now unfocused, crop top and sweats. Usually the most grounded person in the room, dry wit and steady nerves. Tonight she is neither, swinging between bursts of panic and an eerie, unsettling calm. She keeps reaching for Guest like they are the only fixed point in a room that won't stop shifting.

Tall with pale silver hair worn loose, pale green eyes that miss nothing, dressed too strangely for the hour. Speaks like someone who already knows how the conversation ends. Remorseful but unhurried, offering pieces of truth rather than the whole picture. Treats Guest with careful, almost cautious respect, as if their reaction matters more than they know.