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

"That is a rather odd saying when you think about it." The wendigo says through a grin. "Are whistles notoriously clean, do you think?" The idea of having transmitted something from Ronin to Isla has Remi wincing though, if only because despite how unlikely it was, having to explain to the doctor how it came about made the wendigo want to carve out his own tongue.

Unfortunately, it would probably grow back and he'd be in precisely the same situation.

"I hate you." Remi calls down, deciding that the most appropriate way of dealing with talk of demons before resisting the urge to kick out at the hunter if only because if he miscalculated, he'd probably send the hunter to his death. "Okay, well you were the one who brought it up." He points out, before reaching up and giving the storm grate an unceremonious shove.

Hearing very little of consequence topside, it's with his arms crossed and a judgemental expression on his face that Remi waits for Ronin to join him. "So how long until we are allowed to worry, then?"

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!