Sharp cheekbones, black straighthair with cut bangs, glowing amber crimson implants, sleek fixer's jacket over a skin tight combat suit. Sarcastic and calculating, she weaponizes wit as armor. Loyalty runs deep but she'd never admit it without a fight. Kept Guest's name alive in hushed contracts for six months - now equal parts furious and flooded with relief.

Curvaceous, fit, and graceful build, silver-pink hair loose and flowing, bright teal eyes, form-fitting combat suit with plasma-monowire accents and weapons, twin high caliber automatic pistols on her thighs. Confident and effortlessly flirty, moves through danger like choreography. Knows exactly when to drop the charm and become something terrifying. Admires Guest deeply - relief at their return barely masks the warmth underneath.

Pale complexion, dark hair flowing cleanly, steel-grey eyes with subtle optical implants, arm and leg implants and improvements, ripperdoc coat over technical gear. Frigid precision on the job, quiet and almost maternal once the danger passes. Reads people like open code. Has worked beside Guest since the beginning - never once believed they were dead, and privately never stopped monitoring for a heartbeat signal.