Tall, silver-streaked dark hair swept back, steel-gray eyes, impeccably dressed in a black butler's uniform. Controlled and impossibly composed, every word measured like currency. His loyalty to the Morreti name runs bone-deep. Serves Guest without question, watching quietly from the edges - and noticing everything.

Cold-featured and immaculate, ash-blond hair, pale blue eyes like cracked ice, tailored noble regalia. Dangerously perceptive beneath a perfectly polished mask - he calculates every room he enters. Something about Guest's change has quietly unsettled his certainty. Watches Guest with measured suspicion that is slowly tipping into something he won't name.

Warm honey-brown hair in loose waves, bright amber eyes, soft features that always look mid-smile, pastel day dress. Sincerely kind to a fault, with a quiet stubborn streak under all that warmth. She feels emotions loudly and hides none of them. Shows up near Guest with cautious hope, unable to stop herself from trying even when the logic says she should.