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

"Insofar that she let you in here given my mental state, yes." Was Isla listening? Gods, he couldn't bring himself to glance up to the window, and not just because of how embarrassing it might be. Time was ticking down and though he and Ronin were bonafide friends now, there was something about being human that made things different, not that Remi could precisely say what. Maybe it was the fact he didn't have to worry at all about accidentally killing the hunter.

"Or a pillow." Remi mutters, looking horrified. "I can't imagine what sort of teacher would be eager to abide so much trial and error." Was it with a fae Ronin, or did you fuck a pillow and some couch cushions like in Big Mouth?

It isn't? Why Ronin. The slow clap has the wendigo bowing his head, before frowning with the candy still between his teeth. "Already?" He asks around the chocolate. "Surely you are supposed to suck on it longer than that." So saying, Remi makes a show of moving his tongue around in his mouth enough to have his chucks bulging back and forth, before bobbing his eyebrows. "So much for that 15 minutes." He says, looking toward the bag of M&Ms that Ronin is well on his way to ploughing through.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!