Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, dressed like prom was made for him. Charming on the surface with cruelty running underneath every word. He calculates before he strikes and never loses his composure - until now. Has targeted Guest for months like a long game, and tonight was supposed to be checkmate.

Average build, lighter hair, forgettable face that currently looks sick with guilt. A follower by instinct, not by malice - he told himself that enough times to almost believe it. But this room is different and he knows it. Can barely hold eye contact with Guest, jaw tight, standing apart from Garrett like distance means something.