cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Remi

Welcome to the wild, no heroes and villains
Welcome to the war, we've only begun

As much fun as it was bickering about the levels of indignity he had to endure for the privilege of serving as Ronin's pet, just now all Remi can muster up in response is a hollow laugh.

Knowing the long way was for his benefit but not having it in him to express his appreciation, Remi swallows hard and stands. Making sure the collar of his coat was still up, he tracks silently behind Ronin. Even with his sense of sight severely limited thanks to the glasses, Ronin is a walking beacon of smells and sounds that Remi can follow with hardly more than a thought.

"Do I ever." Remi agrees; at least here he can remove his sunglasses. They all know who—excuse me, what—he is. As Ronin approaches the first guard's station that's normally just manned by a trainee, instead of a slack-jawed youth flipping through a playboy, one of the lead scientists is there to greet them instead. "Do you have any idea what time it is? This will throw his entire evening of medications off schedule!" Heimerdinger The man is yelling. "And where are his shoes?"

Higher and higher you chase it
It's deep in your blood, go and take it

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!