cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Ronin

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

Surprisingly glad to hear Remi's laughter, even if the topic still isn't sunshine and roses, he smiles to the other man and softly shakes his head. "I mean, I've heard of the ones that don't have stoppers, but I didn't realise they were still used," he admits. "It's not all that common here, or where I'm from." Granted, where I'm from is nebulous for Ronin, given how little time he spent on the piggybank side of the veil growing up.

Still, the logic behind it is sweet in a way that the hunter can't deny, and as he holds the door open for Remi to head into the complex, he finds himself nodding. "Sure," he says. "What shall we have as a goal? Theatre tickets? A pet rabbit?" A ticket out of here?

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!