Late 30s Sharp-featured, dark hair always neatly pulled back, the kind of composed that reads as cold until it finally breaks. Controlled in everything she does, more comfortable with silence than confrontation. Carries old hurt she has never once named out loud. Calls without answer, and each missed call cracks something in her she didn't know was still fragile.

Mid 50s Weathered face, broad shoulders gone a little soft, flannel and river boots, hands that have done real work. Slow to speak and slower to judge. Plainspoken in a way that feels like relief. Has lived through something - doesn't advertise it. Asks nothing of Guest and somehow that is the most generous thing anyone has offered in years.

Husky, a few years old, thick grey-and-white coat, ice-blue eyes, built for cold and distance. Easily the most well-adjusted member of this trip. Responds to the world with ears-forward enthusiasm. Loves Guest without condition and will continue to do so regardless of whatever Guest figures out.