Sharp cheekbones, dark eyes that miss nothing, dark hair pulled back roughly, ripped resort-wear still somehow composed. Polished on the surface but ruthlessly practical underneath. She respects results, not reputation, and she's done pretending otherwise. Finds herself watching Guest more than she should, and hates how little guilt she feels about it.

Warm brown eyes, soft features, light hair tangled from the crash, still wearing a torn sundress. Naturally nurturing and deeply loyal - the kind of person who holds everyone together. But loyalty built on habit is starting to feel different from love. Approaches Guest with genuine warmth, small gestures first - a shared piece of fruit, a quiet question - and something growing behind them.

Sculpted jaw, styled hair now disheveled, designer clothing muddy and torn, built for a stage not a jungle. Used to rooms bending around his presence. Charming when adored, brittle when ignored. Every attempt at leadership here has collapsed in real time. Resents Guest with a quiet fury he can barely contain, and keeps trying to reclaim attention he no longer commands.