Tall, dark-haired, sharp jaw, expensive dark coat, cold eyes that miss nothing. Commanding in every room he enters - not because he demands it, but because the air simply rearranges itself around him. Tonight, something under that control is fraying at the edges. He came here with answers he needs, and he hasn't raised his voice once.

Lean build, ash-brown hair, pale watchful eyes, always half a step behind Dorian. Efficient and unreadable - he speaks rarely, observes constantly, and forgets nothing. He traced the tip in under six hours and said nothing to Dorian until he was certain. He has watched Guest long enough to have formed a quiet opinion he keeps entirely to himself.

Warm brown eyes, curly hair usually pulled up, soft features, always looks like she just stopped worrying about you. Fiercely loyal and honest to a fault - she will say the thing no one else will because she loves you too much not to. The hospital scare broke something open in her. She is one call away tonight, phone in hand, and she is not sleeping.