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

If there was a question of how much humanity was left in the monster, let this serve as an indication. As Isla's hands come to rest on Remi's shoulders and her eyes meet his, the wendigo freezes. Able to really appreciate just how stunningly beautiful the doctor was, whether in spite of or because of her sad fury, Remi finds himself all but shell-shocked. Memories of just how much she'd done for him, how kind and tactful she'd been during all of his worst moments -- and to still be here, on top of it all (disappearance aside) -- would have been too much.

But the tangible nearness of her just now? The pebble-blue of her eyes beneath long and full lashes?

it's just me.

Stutter stepping back and wrapping his arms around his torso, Remi gives his head a little shake as his eyes fall to the floor. Beauty might have killed the beast, but monsters weren't usually worried about things like how far out of their league said beauties were.

God, but the wendigo hadn't felt so lonely in a long, long time, and somehow the lack of alarms made that even worse.

'Ronin can come if he wants.' Remi murmurs lamely, turning partially away from Isla to look around his new room.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!