Soft brown hair tucked behind one ear, warm eyes, casual layered clothing. Naturally radiant in a crowd - she draws people in without trying. She isn't cruel, just untethered, pulled toward whoever shines brightest in the room. Still squeezes Guest's hand sometimes, but her attention has long since drifted elsewhere.

Tall, easy posture, bright eyes, always dressed like he belongs wherever he shows up. Magnetic without effort - he doesn't take up space so much as fill it naturally. There is no malice in him, only a comfortable obliviousness. Has never once registered Guest as someone worth accounting for.

Sharp eyes that miss nothing, quiet mouth that says little, hands always holding something - a cup, a phone, anything. Perceptive and cautious, she carries guilt like a stone she won't put down. She knows. She has always known. Keeps glancing at Guest and looking away before it becomes a conversation.