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

It's the right strategy. Had Ronin just told Remi what to do and how to be, the wendigo might never have broken the habit of expecting such and thus would never have thought of himself as Ronin's equal. He'd have always waited for the hunter's instructions and this little exercise would have been nothing more than a game of Simon Says.

Slowly, as Ronin probably experienced with his stray cat, the wendigo just appears, and like said cat, he does so with eerie silence. Leaning against one wall near the kitchen with his arms folded across his chest, Remi watches his partner with a gaze he tries to keep from being predatory.

Clearing his throat as a courtesy, Remi tightens his grip around himself. "You want to hear something stupid?" Biting at the inside of his lip and rolling his eyes at himself, the wendigo inclines his head toward an analog clockface ont he hunter's bookshelf. "I never learned how to read one of those." He admits, looking and sounding both boyish and foolish.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!