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

Tightening every muscle in his body does little to ward off the degradation he always feels during this portion of his evening. None of it hurts him, despite the red marks that the water blasts leave across his skin, but even cannibals have feelings.

Staring down at his feet as the last few droplets of water pitter-patter from his hair, Remi presses his teeth together as he sweeps a hand through his curls. "You should really add some conditioner. It is not good to wash your hair so often, but mine is starting to get quite dry." He says, mostly to Isla's back, given that she's already walking away from him.

Slipping his feet in first before shrugging his arms in the sleeves and heaving it over his shoulders, it's one of the few times that Remi might be said to look bulky outside of his Wendigo form. "Oh the usual. Avoided the helicopters, stayed out of the light, killed a waterhag." He murmurs, kicking the door shut with a foot and trudging towards the examination table which he dutifully hopped onto. "She'd bound up a body for later, which I also took care of." Remi adds with a smirk.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!