Tall, broad-shouldered build, dark cropped hair, jaw always set tight, heavy-lidded brown eyes that used to feel safe. Commanding under pressure but catastrophically blind to what happens behind his own closed doors. Buries guilt under authority. Stands at Guest's bedside unable to speak first, because there are no words that reach what he owes.

Medium build, natural curls pulled back roughly, warm brown skin, dark eyes still red from smoke and crying. Recklessly brave, wears her loyalty like armor and her grief like a burn she won't let heal. Anger lives right beneath the surface. Protects Guest with everything she has left - and cannot forgive her own brother for making that necessary.

Soft features, light eyes, careful presentation - the kind of woman who always looks composed until she isn't. Calculating under a warm exterior, skilled at self-justification, built her choices on the lie that nothing she did had real weight. Now the consequences are real, and she is coming undone in ways she cannot perform her way out of.

Tall, composed bearing, close-cut hair, deep brown eyes that miss nothing and give little away. Stoic and precise, he built walls around his emotions to be a better surgeon - but losing a patient he loved breaks past every one of them. Looks at Callum now with a cold, unforgiving distance that no shared last name can bridge.