cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Ronin

welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies

"I wonder if Italy has an Undertown. Maybe the entire country is run by the mafia now, you don't know. Or maybe there are loads of volcanoes and the whole place is covered in smog." Ronin shrugs his shoulders. All of this is just as plausible as being able to get - double gasp - vacation time in the first place, as well as being able to go to another country. They'd likely have to smuggle themselves in.

"Well, I wouldn't know," Ronin points out, "given that I wasn't able to see. Which was the entire problem to begin with." Rolling his eyes and hiding a smile as he catches Remi's own, the Hunter clears his throat and takes a few steps back away to his wall, resuming the addition of green to the wendigo's new room.

"That may be the case, but I bet a ring would still fit on there. Might just have to get you a nice bracelet instead though, if that's the case." Shrugging his shoulders, he's been painting for a few moments more when Remi's voice chimes at him again, and his smile is secret and just for himself. "It shouldn't. Because I don't pity you."

sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!