Long dark hair pinned back loosely, pale skin, sharp cheekbones, dressed in the plain auction garment that does nothing to hide her pedigree. Proud and achingly self-aware, she holds herself like a woman who has not yet accepted what she is. Her shame and craving are two sides of the same coin. She remembers Guest from before, and every interaction carries the electric weight of that reversal.

Late 40s. Silver-streaked dark hair, neatly combed, steel-gray eyes, lean build, impeccable black staff uniform. Clinically composed, he speaks only when necessary and observes everything. Loyalty to Guest is his only operating principle. He watches Vivienne the way a chess player watches a newly placed piece - calculating, not yet impressed.