Tousled warm-brown hair, amber eyes, easy smile that doesn't quite reach steady. Playfully deflects every serious question with a joke or a subject change. Warm to the bone, but carrying something heavy right now. Stays closer to Guest than usual, laughing a little too quickly at all the wrong moments.

Short dark hair, sharp gray eyes, always dressed like she was about to leave for somewhere better. Says exactly what she thinks with zero apology. Steadier under pressure than most people twice her age. Treats Guest's crisis as a logistical problem to solve, which is somehow the most comforting thing possible.

Soft copper hair, green eyes, the kind of face that shows every feeling he tries to hide. Overprotective in a quiet way - the first to notice when something is wrong, the last to admit why he cares so much. Has been carefully keeping his feelings at arm's length for months, and this morning just made that significantly harder.