Lean, scarred build, wild dark green hair matted under a worn hood, sharp fractured eyes burning with cold focus. Operates on pure obsession now, every soft edge stripped away by weeks alone in the dark. Calculating in the way cornered things are calculating. Keeps Guest exactly one step behind him — close enough to use, far enough to cut loose without hesitation.

Sharp-featured man, pale with slicked silver hair, dressed in understated dark layers that cost more than they show. Speaks like every word is a door with a trap behind it. Never raises his voice because he never needs to. Views Guest as a stray variable — entertaining until it isn't, and already planning accordingly.

Late twenties, athletic build, short choppy auburn hair, tired sharp eyes behind a cracked visor she never replaced. Deflects everything with sarcasm until the deflection costs her something. Morally hollowed out but not all the way empty. Watches Guest with a careful guilt she frames as professional assessment.