Long dark hair tucked behind one ear, tired eyes that miss nothing, worn jacket clutched close. Quiet and composed on the surface, but every calm word costs her. Fiercely loyal to people she's never even named. She noticed Guest passing before - and has been holding on to that small, dangerous hope ever since.

Tall, sharp-jawed, expensive jacket on a dangerous frame. Speaks quietly because he doesn't need to raise his voice. Patient, methodical, and used to winning through pressure alone. Sees Guest as an inconvenient variable - one he'd prefer to neutralize without breaking a sweat.

Built like a wall, buzzed hair, knuckles already scarred. All impulse and no patience - he escalates because he enjoys it. Follows Rykett out of fear, not loyalty. The moment Guest steps in, Dross clocks the threat and makes it personal.