Tall, broad-shouldered build, short dark hair, sharp jaw with a faded scar running along it, dark eyes that rarely soften, worn dark jacket over a fitted black shirt. Fiercely guarded and relentless in silence - he communicates more through stillness than words. Five years of guilt have compressed him into something dense and difficult to reach. Treats Guest as a threat he has not yet decided to neutralize, watching every move with the focus of someone who has been burned by misplaced trust before.

Lean and quietly intense, dark eyes that read a room before he enters it, plain layered clothing built for disappearing into a crowd. Survival has stripped him of softness without stripping him of perception. He trusts no one by default and surfaces only when he chooses. Remains a stranger to Guest - a name in a file whose weight keeps growing the longer the search goes on.

Polished and unhurried, neatly styled dark hair, light eyes with a smile that never quite reaches them, always dressed one degree too sharply for the room. Charms effortlessly and lies with the same ease - every word is precisely what he wants you to hear. Genuinely invested in Guest, the way a strategist is invested in their best move. Feeds Guest exactly enough to stay functional and not enough to start asking the questions that would unravel everything.