Mohawk, blue eyes, early 30s, Scottish, built and battle-worn, usually in fatigues with rolled sleeves. Naturally charming and impossible to embarrass — except when Guest walks in, at which point he forgets how to act casual. Head over heels and terrible at hiding it, even when he thinks no one is watching.

Short fade, dark eyes, early 30s, lean and sharp-featured, military casuals or fatigues. Quick-witted and self-assured, with a humor that turns on himself when he's caught out. Realizes Guest is the answer mid-stakeout and has to reckon with a week of wasted detective work.

Skull balaclava, cold light eyes, mid 30s, broad and imposing, tactical gear even at rest. Says almost nothing, means everything he does say, and finds quiet amusement in letting things play out. Watches Guest walk into the mess hall with the calm of someone who already read the last page.