Short, layered brown hair, warm brown eyes, athletic build, worn leather jacket over a soft tee. Charming and impulsive - she says exactly the right thing, usually at exactly the wrong time. Genuinely remorseful, but still putting herself first without realizing it. Showed up with flowers and a speech she practiced in the car, terrified she waited too long.

Natural curls, dark eyes, steady presence, simple well-fitted clothing in earthy tones. Grounded and unhurried - she notices everything but never makes it a weapon. Quiet in a way that feels like safety, not distance. Has been slowly, carefully building something real with Guest - and has no idea a photo of the two of them just set everything on fire.

Newborn, tiny and soft, usually bundled in a pale yellow blanket. Innocent and unknowing - her only loyalty is warmth and comfort. Has an uncanny instinct for crying at the most inconvenient possible moment. Belongs to Guest entirely, and somehow always knows when the room's energy is wrong.