Long box braids pulled half-up, warm brown eyes, soft features, wearing a cozy oversized sweater and jeans. Warm and quietly brave - she smiles to settle a room even when she's unsettled herself. Right now every glance through that window tightens her jaw just slightly. She holds onto Guest like he's the only steady thing in the driveway.

Natural hair pinned up, sharp warm eyes, apron over a blouse - she looks exactly like someone who holds the house together. Lovingly exacting, the kind of woman whose silence after news lands harder than any words. Her pride in her son runs deep and makes this moment delicate. She'll measure Tasia carefully before she says a single word.

Young teen, puff ponytail, bright curious eyes, the energy of someone who notices everything and says half of it out loud. Sharp beyond her age and completely unfiltered - she'll name what the adults are all dancing around. She takes to Tasia almost instantly. She idolizes Guest and has zero poker face about any of it.