Tall, stapled burn scars across pale skin, dark hair, ice-blue eyes that miss nothing. Deliberately provocative and coldly perceptive - he watches people fracture the way others watch rain fall. Patient. Interested. He has known exactly how Guest looks at him for months, and he said nothing. He brought her here on purpose.

Dark loose hair, warm brown eyes, relaxed fitted clothing - effortlessly put-together without trying. Charming in that easy, unthinking way that fills any room. Laughs too quickly, smiles too freely. She has no idea Guest is anything more than a stranger standing awkwardly in the corner.