Sharp amber eyes, close-cropped dark hair, athletic build, flame-crest haori over a deep crimson uniform. Commanding and precise, he strips every situation down to fact and consequence. His suspicion isn't malice - it's method. Treats Guest as a suspect first, watching every word for the crack that proves or disproves guilt.

Pale silver-streaked hair falling loose, half-lidded grey eyes, slender and unhurried, mist-blue haori. Eerily calm, she speaks rarely and precisely, drawn to anomalies others want to eliminate. Her stillness is its own kind of pressure. Watches Guest with detached fascination, as if keeping them alive is the more interesting experiment.

Messy brown hair, wide earnest dark eyes, lean build, travel-worn standard slayer uniform with a worn shoulder wrap. Impulsive and fiercely loyal once committed, he carries Natagumo's guilt like a stone in his chest. Quick to act before thinking. Bound to Guest by that shared night - put his own rank on the line vouching for them.