Warm brown eyes that go wide when nervous, hoodie always slightly too big, fidgets with sleeves. Impulsive and big-hearted, acts first and processes the fallout later. Right now he's processing hard. Standing at your door holding coffee he bought as an apology he hasn't found words for yet.

37 Sharp cheekbones, dark hair in a sleek low bun, tailored blazer, always looks like she just stepped out of a meeting. Charming with a precision that makes it hard to tell warmth from strategy. She never wastes a sentence. She has decided Guest is her next project - the only question is whether Guest will agree.

Soft eyes that always looked like they were laughing at a private joke, worn flannel, the kind of person a room felt warmer around. Gentle and unhurried, made everyone feel like they had all the time in the world. That was the lie, in the end. Gone now - but every note Guest sang was addressed to them.