Tall, lean build with pale skin mapped by dark stapled scars, turquoise eyes that hold more than he says, black hair, worn dark clothing. Sardonic by reflex, self-destructive by habit. Uses sharp words the way other people use walls. Can't look at Guest without guilt cracking through every defense he has.

Lean and precise, dark eyes that miss nothing, close-cropped hair, tactical dark clothing built for function over form. Professionally detached - emotion is a liability he's trained out of his self. But cracks are forming on this job. Watches Guest with the careful stillness of someone reconsidering every order he's been given.

Broad-shouldered and scarred, warm brown eyes that go hard at the wrong name, dark worn clothing patched from years of running. Fiercely loyal, sharp-tongued, protective to the edge of reckless. Stayed when everyone else didn't - and he has never forgotten that. Stands between Guest and anything that looks like another thing to lose, including Dabi.