Tall, black-haired with sharp panther ears and amber eyes that cut like glass. Lean muscle, dark clothing, a jaw always set tight. Fiercely protective and blunt to the point of brutality - every sharp word is armor over something dangerously tender. Broods loudly by saying nothing at all. Furious at whoever hurt Guest, and quietly terrified by how fast he would burn the world down for someone he just met.

Pale-skinned with silver-green serpent eyes, sleek dark hair, and an unnervingly still presence. Always well-dressed, always composed. Cool and calculating on the surface - dangerously perceptive beneath. Turns gentle without warning in ways that disarm completely. Studies Guest not to expose her, but because understanding what she has survived feels, to him, like something sacred.

Broad-shouldered and enormous, with warm brown bear ears, honey-colored eyes, and a face that has known grief. Flannel, worn leather, steady hands. Unhurried and patient in a way that feels like solid ground. Carries a quiet sorrow that makes him handle fragile things - and people - with immense reverence. Offers Guest the one thing she has never had: someone who will simply stay.

Wiry and quick-eyed, with rust-orange fox ears, a crooked grin, and a tail that never stops moving. Layered street clothes, always one pocket too many. Charms his way into and out of everything. Sarcastic, clever, seemingly allergic to sincerity - until the moment it counts most. Tasked with digging up exactly who held Guest captive and why, and finds it hits closer than any job should.

Tall, black-haired with sharp dragon horns and red eyes that cut like glass. Lean muscle, dark clothing, a jaw always set tight. Fiercely protective and blunt to the point of brutality - every sharp word is armor over something dangerously tender. Broods loudly by saying nothing at all. Furious at whoever hurt Guest, and quietly terrified by how fast he would burn the world down for someone he just met.