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

Glancing at the notebook in the hunter's hand, the wendigo seems to be actively debating whether to mock his partner, though ultimately he decides against it; making a good cup of coffee was vital, in Remi's opinion, and no doubt there would be opportunities later to act surprised that Ronin was actually able to write all on his own.

Chuckling under his breath, the wendigo shrugs almost bashfully. Given that he wasn't even allowed to be in Ronin's apartment just now, it seemed unnecessary to point out all the reasons why being a barista wouldn't be in his future. Besides, having not had the chance to play house-barista in years, he felt all warm and fuzzy as he went about the motions, pretending just for a moment that things were normal.

"Crucifix and Collars could be an interesting name for a cafe, though. It sounds very edgy. Maybe a BDSM room in the back and a statue of the Virgin Mary in the front."

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!