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

Remi's cheeks colour at the mention of Isla, though the depressing bleakness of the tunnels hopefully hides it. "Wouldn't you?" He wonders, before sidestepping a bit as if Ronin had the strength to knock him off-course. 'Things would be a lot easier if I had one of the fetishes where I liked being watched all the time. Alas..' Remi couldn't think of a time since he'd been captured where there wasn't at least one pair of eyes on him. Sadly no kink had ever developed.

"Oh sure, loads. Maybe if I work really hard this will be the year I can piss on my own and be allowed to brush my teeth without supervision." He wishes he was joking.

"Me? I'm flattered. What happened to using too much teeth?" Falling to a halt next to Ronin, the wendigo waits for the hunter to open one of the many shafts that would lead them above. It was quite the climb, made all the worse if you focused too hard on the slime coating the bars of the ladder, but neither of them usually did. "Allow me." He trills, heaving himself up first. That way should there be any nasties at the top they'd be treated to Remi first, rather than Ronin.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!