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

For a moment the wendigo merely watches Ronin move about the room, before staring blankly at the offered towel as if unsure what he was meant to do with it. Sighing, only because his mouth tasted of sage, he reaches for it if only so that as he relaxed his legs down neither of them would have to play the are you looking at my penis game.

'Just like that, huh?' He wonders of the hunters with a small huff of laughter. "All in a day's work, I guess." Making use to keep a corner of the towel in his lap while using the wet end to wipe off his mouth and face, Remi looks at the blood-drenched rest of his body and gives up.

"I probably need to talk to Isla." He says after a moment. "Staying with you and trying Isla's serum...it felt like the point was to make me human again, but.." Running one of his fingers across his knee where the blood was already tacky and thick, the wendigo shakes his head a little. "But being human isn't actually what anyone wants of me. Not all the time, right?" It's an honest question, and as he looks up at Ronin now, his eyes are no longer empty, but haunted. Haunted by the things he'd done and what he'd continue to do; haunted in a way that would grow with whatever humanity Isla was trying to give back to him.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!