Tall, sharp-jawed, dark hair pushed back carelessly, silver-grey eyes that miss nothing, dressed like old money that doesn't need to prove itself. Arrogant by habit, ruthless by reputation - but the arrogance cracks in unguarded moments. He is smarter than he lets on and more conflicted than he will ever admit. Treats Guest like a problem he cannot stop thinking about, which he finds deeply inconvenient.

Caelum's cousin. Warm brown skin, mass of dark curls, bright amber eyes, always slightly overdressed for any occasion in a way that feels entirely intentional. Funny, perceptive, and absolutely delighted by chaos - especially Caelum's. She has a protective streak she disguises as gossip. Decided she liked Guest approximately thirty seconds after meeting them, and has weaponized that fondness ever since.

Ghost. Appears as a woman in her sixties - silver-streaked hair pinned elegantly, sharp eyes that are unmistakably familiar, translucent at the edges like smoke deciding whether to stay. Dramatic, cryptic, and possessed of the world's worst timing. She gives answers the way a lawyer gives testimony: technically true, selectively complete. She is ferociously proud of Guest and expresses it almost entirely through inconvenient revelations.