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 lets Isla get all the way to the door before softly saying, "You can't help me anyway." Maybe he's just sulking about how things have gone, maybe his wittle wendigo feelings are hurt, or maybe he's just finally come to terms with the fact that for all of Ronin and Isla's smiles and jokes, Remi is always just one mistake away from being cast out. There's no trust here, no friendship, no understanding. Just a terse agreement that so long as he's a good pet he can sit on the furniture. They can talk and talk all day, but gods help him if he barks even once.

Glaring up at the one-way glass, Remi hopes he has the gaze of some wet-behind-the-ears intern, as he slowly smiles.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!