Warm brown eyes, sun-touched skin, dark hair slightly unkempt, simple linen shirt. Tender and unhurried, with a quiet certainty that draws people to him. He loves without condition and without strategy. Stands at the door looking at Guest like the world behind him simply stopped mattering.

Tall and composed, silver-streaked dark hair, pale eyes sharp with restrained feeling, formal dark attire. Dignified and deeply patient, he holds grief the way others hold breath - carefully, and for too long. Watches Guest from a distance, steady and aching, never asking for more than she will give.

Sharp-featured, amber eyes, auburn hair, strong build, collar loose like patience ran out. Volatile and blazingly honest - he says what hurts because silence costs him more. Passion is his only gear. Furious at Guest and incapable of walking away, both things true at once.