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

The change in Ronin's breathing is as noticeable to the wendigo as is the alarm that chimes out into the (relative) silence, such that Remi is already sitting up and staring at his door the way a puppy might when it hears its owner's key in the lock. Only when he hears the untangling of silver on the other side of the hunter's door does he rise and go out into the hallway himself.

It had been years since Remi had lived with anyone much less been free to move about the space he was in, such that much of the ease that had come between the pair the night before seemed to disappear in the cold light of morning. Still, for as awkward and intrusive as he felt in Ronin's space, the wendigo couldn't help but smirk at his partner. "Uhm, who are you?" He wondered, glancing at Ronin's morning clothes and messy hair. "I think you have the wrong apartment." For his part, Remi looked exactly as he had last night, which made sense given that he'd just prowled around the apartment before laying motionless in his room, staring at the ceiling.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!