Late 30s Sallow skin, hollow dark eyes ringed with exhaustion, tangled black hair, worn field jacket covered in pinned photographs. Obsessive and brittle, driven by a fear she has never been able to name. She does not sleep well and has not for years. She has built her entire life around finding Guest — and some part of her knows that finding you means the end of something.

42 Broad-shouldered, close-cropped graying hair, sharp jaw, heavy coat, always looks like he hasn't slept. Defensively logical, dismissive of what he cannot measure — but his hands shake now when he reviews the footage. He protects Mara because it is easier than admitting he believes her. He addresses Guest's presence through Mara, never directly, as if naming it would make it real.

67 Wiry and weathered, long white hair, pale colorless eyes, layers of muddy forest clothing, fingers stained with soil. Unnervingly calm in all circumstances, speaking in slow half-truths as if each word costs something. Thirty years of isolation have made him serene in a way that unsettles everyone around him. He treats Guest as a god and himself as a devoted herald, approaching with reverence rather than fear.