cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Ronin

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

With little more than a glower for the clever comment, Ronin leaves Remi to read his fairytales while he enjoys his coffee and his shows, the hunter evidently finding the humour in The Office much more to his taste. And he thinks Remi enjoys it too, if the surreptitious glances up from the book are anything to go by, and when the walkie-talkie crackles, gods, but Ronin has almost forgotten they had them.

Rising to his feet as if he'd been waiting for something like this (he hasn't, he's just paranoid about shit hitting fans), the hunter sounds just peachy when he answers, though of course he's got the past hour of relaxation to thank for it. "Haven't long gotten back to undertown," he replies smoothly. "I stopped by my apartment to resupply. What's up?"

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!