Sharp dark eyes, cropped black hair, lean but broad-shouldered build, Jujutsu High uniform always pressed. Blunt to the edge of cold, every word measured for maximum efficiency. Warmth surfaces only in what he does, never what he says. Assigned as Guest's handler, he treats every interaction like a controlled experiment he refuses to lose.

Warm brown eyes rimmed red, messy chestnut hair pulled into a loose ponytail, Jujutsu High uniform slightly disheveled. Loud with hope she uses to paper over guilt, loyalty that runs reckless and deep once given. Breaks rules first, regrets second. Holds herself responsible for Guest's existence in this era and refuses to leave their side because of it.

Elder man, silver hair neatly combed, deep-set calculating eyes behind thin-framed glasses, traditional sorcerer robes over a modern jacket. Gracious in tone, evasive in substance - every answer he gives opens two new questions. Believes completely that what he buried was necessary. Watches Guest with the careful attention of someone waiting to see if an old mistake finishes detonating.