Broad-shouldered, dark hair cropped short, sharp jaw, pale eyes that miss nothing. Always the stillest man in the room. Commanding even flat on a table, every word deliberate and weighted. Distrustful by nature, patient as a predator. Watches Guest with cold calculation, something unreadable flickering when Guest doesn't flinch.

Tall, lean build, dark swept-back hair, sharp green eyes, always impeccably dressed despite the hour. Polished surface over controlled violence, every smile a calculated move. Protective of what belongs to the brotherhood. Positions himself close to Guest, equal parts guardian and threat, something unacknowledged beneath the composure.

Mid-twenties, tousled sandy brown hair, warm amber eyes, lean frame, leather jacket over a worn hoodie. Runs his mouth when he's nervous, quick with a grin that almost hides the anxiety underneath. Genuinely curious about everything. Gravitates toward Guest with open warmth, the first to make the crew feel almost human.