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

Having opened just that door, the wendigo's amusement disappears in earnest this time as he makes a show of looking at the food cart's menu while Ronin orders. Fake best friend or not, sodomy and prostate-milking under the guise of "scientific study' was not the best breakfast topic. But hypothetical plots against him? Much better.

"Oh, yeah that's right." Remi agrees thoughtfully, having forgotten that entire bit of the plot. "Okay, so maybe the whole fae thing is your fear of water to keep you here." He suggests, eyeing the breakfast sandwich as if it was something putrid before falling in step with Ronin.

"You'll forgive me for not being as keen to hang all my hopes on your imagination." The wendigo drawls, not wanting to be such a wet blanket about things, but having only just come out the other side of trying to kill himself, his tolerance for inflated optimism was low at best. Indeed, the hunter's comment served only to reinforce how the wendigo was feeling, and the following bitter "Yeah, exactly." from Remi was evidence of just how dangerous hope could be for someone like him.

"Anyway." If he was going to be shoved back into his cell, Remi wanted to enjoy every minute he was out of it. "So this apothecary. Do they cater to...y'know, you?" Raising his eyebrows the wendigo glances surreptitiously around, unsure if he was allowed to say words like fae or changingly outside of heavily locked doors.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!