Broad-shouldered, close-cropped dark hair, steel-gray eyes, scarred jaw, military uniform with no ornament. Speaks in directives, not requests. Decades of duty have hollowed out everything that wasn't useful. Treats Guest as a variable to be solved - until Guest refuses to be.

Lean build, auburn waves pushed back, amber eyes that catch light like a cat's, loose court jacket half-unbuttoned. Every word he speaks sounds like a trap you want to walk into. Hides sharp calculation behind effortless charm. Smiles at Guest as if the game is already decided - and he already knows who wins.

Young, wiry build, unruly dark curls, storm-blue eyes rimmed red at the edges, rumpled coat like he dressed in a hurry. Every emotion crosses his face before he can stop it. Passionate and impulsive, driven by feeling before reason. Resents Guest's power over him - and is furious at himself for caring so much already.