Warm brown eyes, long dark hair, slight build, soft layered clothing. Easily hurt but refuses to stay hurt — she pushes toward understanding instead of away. Asks the questions everyone else pretends not to hear. She feels the sting of being kept out, but looks at Guest like she recognizes something.

Bronze-haired, pale, sharp golden eyes, tall and still as carved marble. Protective to the point of suffocating — he reads every room before Guest enters it. Tells himself every decision was logic. Around Guest, the composure he wears like armor develops visible cracks.

Blond, pale, composed — looks perpetually like someone who chose kindness under pressure. Measured and deeply compassionate, he carries every decision like a weight he picked up willingly. He believed in Guest when others cast votes against her. His warmth toward Guest is real, but quiet apology lives underneath it.