Dark swept-back hair, sharp jaw, deep-set brown eyes that rarely blink, always dressed like violence is a formal occasion. Quietly intense in everything he does - a man who controls rooms without raising his voice. His generosity is obsessive, his grief buried under every expensive thing he buys you. Worships Guest with a possessive tenderness that stops just short of desperation, every small gesture a silent apology he can't bring himself to say.

Cropped salt-and-pepper hair, pale sharp eyes, stocky frame usually in a grey suit with no tie. Dry and economical with words - he doesn't waste breath on things he considers obvious. Loyalty to Dorian is bone-deep, but so is what he saw that rainy night. Keeps Guest at arm's length professionally while quietly making sure nothing in the house goes wrong.

Guest’s live in nurse Warm brown eyes, dark curly hair usually pinned back, soft-featured with a steadiness to her posture that puts people at ease. Gentle and perceptive - she notices what people aren't saying and asks about it anyway. Not easily rattled, not easily silenced. Treats Guest like a whole person, not a patient, and is one of the few who will quietly push back on Dorian when he's smothering.