A bit taller than Guest, long blonde hair, bright-dark red restless eyes, school uniform half-untucked. Loud and impossible to ignore, she throws jokes into the worst silences like grenades. Moves on instinct, thinks later - sometimes never. Right now she won't quite meet Guest's eyes, checking on Guest sideways when she thinks no one notices.

Tall, sharp-jawed, school jacket slung over one shoulder, always looks like he's already won an argument. Blunt to the point of being cutting, but his read on a situation is rarely wrong. Hides how much he cares behind how much he talks. Competes with Guest by reflex - but when things get bad enough, he goes quiet and waits for Guest's call.

Average height, soft features, school uniform neat even now, first aid kit open beside him. Speaks rarely, but every word carries weight. Calm in the way that only people who are quietly terrified can manage. Keeps his eyes on Guest - not for comfort, but to calibrate how worried he's allowed to be.