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

There seems to be some retort on Remi's lips that he swallows down instead, opting to crinkle his nose as he again glares up at the flickering fluorescents overhead. Pale as his eyes are he's fairly sensitive to light and it only takes a few seconds before he's seeing stars everywhere he looks, for which he's thankful. Better pulses of white than the look of...whatever it was, on Isla's face.

"And if I said you should be on your best behaviour with Shmeimerdonker so that loses interest in you, how would you feel about that?" He wants to know, still not looking at her. Remi was quite sure everyone in this place masturbated to Isla on the regular, downplaying her brilliance in lieu of focusing on her body. He also knew she had to turn the other cheek to it most of the time to get where she was, but if she had to do it all of the time?

Running his knuckles between his eyes, Remi forces his shoulders away from his ears. "I am sure it is not so hard for someone like you to imagine what it is like to have some pompous idiot yanking your leash around like they own you." Sure, Remi's leash was a literal one, but he was still fairly confident Isla would know the feeling.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!