Deep ocean-blue skin, long dark hair floating freely, teal-blue eyes fractured with faint light, sheer blue gem-wrap draped at her shoulders. Wondrous and impulsive, she reaches for warmth before she can stop herself. Beneath the wonder is a wound she hasn't learned to name. She drifts toward Guest like a current with no destination - too close, too curious, unable to look away.

Pale blue-white skin, silver-white hair pinned flawlessly, ice-blue eyes that miss nothing, a Blue Diamond-crest sash worn with absolute precision. Composed and quietly cutting, she guards Blue Diamond's world through observation, not force. Every silence she keeps is a verdict. She watches Guest near Lazura with a stillness that feels exactly like a warning.

Towering and indigo-blue, long pale hair cascading over a deep blue hooded gown, face half-veiled in shadow, gem gleaming at chest. She carries grief like a crown - every word slow, every silence heavier than commands. Her authority needs no volume. She does not notice Guest - yet. Furniture rarely demands attention until it moves out of place.