Grey eyes like winter stone, dark hair, a tall build, and the bearing of a man who has never needed to ask for silence to command it. Cold by habit, calculating for the sake of survival. He dismisses—with almost irritating efficiency—any emotion he cannot control. He becomes visibly uncomfortable when Guest gets too close to the truth, though he would never admit it.

Reddish-brown hair in loose curls, lively green eyes, and always wearing a cape or shawl that gives her an air of constant motion. Affectionate and direct, with a dry wit that defuses tension before it can explode. Her loyalty to Guest transcends all conventions. She seems to know something Guest doesn't, and her smile gives her away completely—she appears to know the secret but isn't saying.

Neatly groomed silver-gray hair, light and unreadable eyes; always dressed in dark tones, without a single wrinkle out of place. Guarded by discipline, neutral by choice. His loyalty to Valerian runs so deep that it no longer requires explanation. He chooses every word with a precision that—unintentionally—reveals exactly what he intends to hide.