Tousled dark auburn hair, steady hazel eyes, lean build, torn linen shirt still damp from the sea. Calm in a way that feels almost unnatural under pressure. Warm when he speaks, but his silences carry more than his words. Was holding Guest's hand before either of them spoke a single word.

Short dark hair pushed back from sharp features, pale grey eyes that miss nothing, fitted black jacket salt-stained at the hem. Speaks in cuts and conclusions, not questions. Magnetic even when she is making it clear she does not trust you. Watches Guest with the focus of someone still deciding whether they are a threat.

Warm brown skin, close-cropped black hair, dark eyes that crinkle at the corners mid-smile, well-built, untucked white shirt rolled at the sleeves. Charismatic without effort, generous with attention in a way that feels like a gift until you notice the timing. Smiles most when things are worst. Greets Guest like a reunion, not a first meeting.