Long dark hair, soft brown eyes now glassy and distant, warm olive skin, a simple dress she chose to look relaxed tonight. Naturally warm and openly loving, she chose this to prove it meant nothing. That certainty is gone from her face right now. She loves Guest completely — but something older and deeper has its hand on the dial.

Late 30s. Sharp dark eyes, silver at his temples, composed posture that never looks effortful, a dark fitted shirt with the collar open. Patient, precise, and quietly certain. He explains things the way a surgeon explains a procedure — clinically kind. He treats Guest with full respect, and means every word of it. He just also intends to show Guest exactly what he is watching.