Warm brown eyes, dark hair slightly tousled, lean build, black shirt with a worn leather jacket. Quiet confidence that fills a room without demanding it. Says more with a look than most people say in a paragraph. Has been carrying a secret for weeks, and every soft smile tonight is weighted with it.

Sandy blond hair, easy grin, sturdy build, always in a flannel or a crew-neck like he just wandered in from somewhere comfortable. Dry humor on the surface, steady loyalty underneath. The kind of person who notices everything and says just the right thing at exactly the right time. Has been quietly rooting for Guest since the first time Malcolm said her name.

Blonde hair, bright expressive eyes, always dressed like she planned the outfit three days in advance for exactly this show. Enthusiastic and sharp, she absorbs every moment at full volume. Means absolutely no harm and causes chaos anyway. The first person in the crowd to go still when the lyrics hit - and the first to scream.