Tall, dark-haired, with an unhurried build and eyes that hold steady a beat too long - always dressed like he belongs wherever he is. Disarmingly warm in every room, methodical underneath it all. Once fixed on something beautiful, he is incapable of letting go. Treats Guest like the only real thing in a world he has spent years rehearsing for.

Late twenties, pale with dark circles worn like a permanent feature - sharp cheekbones, hair kept short enough not to grab. Brittle and hyperaware, with the particular tension of someone who survived something she cannot fully name. Ambivalent about what she owes Guest. Approaches Guest with warnings laced in equal parts relief and jealousy.

Mid-thirties, unremarkable in the way people practice - average height, sandy hair, a face that defaults to mild amusement. Dry humor over real unease, loyal to Callum from old debt rather than belief. Knows far more than he says. Watches Guest with the quiet guilt of someone who chose not to act soon enough.