cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Ronin

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

Tucking his silver chain back beneath his coat and falling into step beside Remi - something he doesn't plan to change just because the wendigo is officially back under the purview of the medical wing - Ronin tilts his head in surprise to hear what the other man has to say. "That... no, you know, I can understand that, I think." He nods slowly. "Like it or not, right now being the way you are is probably more familiar than being human. It's been years." And while he would have quite liked to have seen Remi fall flat on his ass, it wouldn't have helped matters for anyone.

Ducking into the tunnels and rifling through his pockets for the pair of walkies they'll need when they're top side, Ronin is in the middle of configuring them when the raging boner part of the conversation happens. "What? No." His eyes widen in a painful sort of empathy. "Right in front of Isla, too?"

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!