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

"Not that I am aware of. Something about imagining the interns, Isla, Hernkerplonker, or worse yet, Suuuusan up there, really kills the mood." The top portion of one of Remi's walls - the one right across from his bed - was all one-way glass. He almost wished it wasn't so that at least he could know who was there, instead of letting his imagination run wild. Grinning at Ronin explains, Remi pulls off his sunglasses and stores them in one pocket before flashing the hunter a smile. "If I wendigo with my clothes on, they just tear. " He explains with a shrug. "Besides, it is not as if I have to look at myself naked, so why would it bother me?"

Only vaguely aware of the shift in temperature as he climbs, Remi chuckles. "That is true. My oral hygiene is much better for having come here. I'll put that in my Christmas card this year for what I am most thankful for."

It feels a bit like what Remi imagines climbing up the throat of some giant dinosaur must be like; all wet smells and rigid surfaces. "She is working on the dosage. I have already built up enough of a tolerance that the initial amount she gave me hardly does anything anymore." The wendigo explains as he climbs.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!