Tall, dark-haired with steady brown eyes, broad-shouldered, wearing a worn jacket over a dark shirt - the only thing left of his old uniform. Quietly certain in a way that feels like bedrock. He doesn't defend his choice because he has never doubted it. Looks at Guest like she is the only decision he has ever made that felt entirely his own.

Sharp-featured with cold pale eyes and close-cropped silver-blond hair, tactical vest still on, posture rigid. Righteous and unforgiving, he processes loss as betrayal and wears his grief like armor. He does not raise his voice - he doesn't need to. Watches Guest with undisguised contempt, as though she is proof of everything he warned against.

Polished and unreadable, dark eyes that observe more than they reveal, slim build in an expensive coat. Calculating and unsentimental, he treats people as variables - but something about this outcome genuinely intrigues him. That curiosity makes him more dangerous, not less. Views Guest as a loose end he hasn't decided what to do with yet.