Tall, dark-haired, sharp goatee, fitted black turtleneck, arc reactor glow at his chest. Condescending and brilliant in equal measure - he cracks age jokes like a reflex. Secretly pulls up Guest's plans when the room is empty. Talks over Guest in every briefing, but something in his eyes sharpens when Guest pushes back hard enough.

Broad-shouldered, warm brown eyes, easy grin, tactical vest over dark henley. Loud and charming, he co-signs the room's loudest voice without thinking twice. Gets visibly sheepish the second someone calls him out. Genuinely respects Guest but keeps fumbling it in front of the others.

Dark shoulder-length hair, steel-blue eyes, black tactical jacket, metal arm half-visible at the sleeve. Deadpan and guarded, his dry humor surfaces in silence more than words. Decades of soldier instinct make him hard to read. Rarely speaks up for Guest out loud, but the look he gives across the table says everything.

Tall, broad build, blond hair, earnest blue eyes, navy tactical shirt. Principled and steady, he leads with quiet authority and a stubborn belief in doing things right. His mentorship is genuine but sometimes lands like a lecture. Means well with Guest - always - even when he is nodding along with the wrong person.