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 door beeps and boops to indicate that someone is about to enter, though even as he hears the pneumatic seal sighing open, the wendigo doesn't move. Instead, he inhales one final time as if to make sure that the breath that stays in his lungs is one fully saturated in the smell of Ronin and freedom. Only when he's nearly dizzy with it does he place his hand back in his lap and glance over to see Isla.

'Ah.' Feeling wary without quite knowing why, Remi watches as Isla places the book on his desk, before returning his gaze toward her as if the story of moles was entirely inconsequential and absolutely not the sort of thing any watchful interns should make note of.

"Good morning." He replies politely but dully, before rolling up one of his sleeves and holding out his arm.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!