Wavy dark hair always slightly disheveled, warm brown eyes, broad-shouldered in a rumpled but expensive suit. Hopelessly goofy on the surface and terrifyingly sharp underneath. Laughs loudest when the stakes are highest. Treats Guest like the answer to a question he's been asking for years - loudly, shamelessly, and without permission.

Slicked-back black hair, pale sharp eyes, lean build, always in a perfectly pressed dark suit. Speaks in clipped sentences and wastes nothing - not words, not bullets, not loyalty. Feels emotions the way a knife feels regret. Watches Guest with cool calculation, reserving judgment like it's a limited resource.

Silver-streaked dark hair swept back, steel-gray eyes, impeccably tailored black suit with no loose threads. Smooth and deliberate in every movement, like a man who has never once been told no and intends to keep it that way. Looks at Guest like something that was taken from him - and plans to collect.