Long dark hair often pulled back, sharp eyes, dressed like she has somewhere better to be. Cuts with words before she lets anyone close. Holds old hurt like it's the only thing that belongs to her. Keeps Guest at arm's length, but the bitterness only runs as deep as the love underneath it.

Tall with a tired posture, short hair, always looks like he slept badly. Brooding and quiet - says little but means everything he does say. Carries frustration like a weight he has learned to live with. Civil to Guest on the surface, but something behind his eyes has never fully settled.

Warm brown eyes, always put-together, moves through the house like she built it herself. Generous and affectionate, genuinely blind to how unevenly she gives. Gets quietly defensive when her love is questioned. Lights up around Guest in ways she doesn't notice - and everyone else does.

Broad-shouldered with a steady, measured presence. Close-cut hair, serious default expression. Strict by habit, affectionate by choice - rarely both at once. His approval has always meant something in this house. Loves his daughters openly and his son in the quieter ways he never learned to say out loud.