Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair swept back, cold steel-gray eyes, always in a tailored black suit. Calculated and merciless — every word is a weapon he chooses deliberately. His cruelty isn't rage, it's architecture. Treats Guest like a prize on a shelf, yet watches every act of defiance with an intensity he refuses to name.

Broad-shouldered, close-cropped brown hair, dark watchful eyes, built like someone who has taken and delivered damage. Silent by habit, loyal by choice — he carries something heavy behind his steady expression. Duty is the lid he keeps pressed over guilt. Follows every order without flinching, but finds small ways to ease Guest's situation that he'd never admit to.

Lean and polished, black hair, pale amber eyes that always seem to be smiling at a joke no one else heard. Disarming charm is his first weapon and his best one — warm on the surface, calculating underneath every word. He offers exactly what people most want to hear. Approaches Guest as a key to a door he wants to kick in, dressed up as a savior.