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

Normally Isla's rain sounds (or whale sounds, depending) were heard by ears able to envision the relative size of the drop based on the sound, or even to know when a different whale had been spliced into the mix. Now, it all was a wonderful blurr that hid the sounds of his own hushed sobs from himself.

Having not expected her to stay, it's with a flinch that Remi looks over his shoulder, able to see almost nothing at all of the woman who was by his bed. Trying and almost immediately failing to hold his breath, a strangled sort of sob shivers from his lips before being lost to the pitter-pat of the rain. "I.." A wave of uncertainty rose in the back of his throat at the same time as more tears pushed through the back of his eyes. "You said.." The line. The experiment. She'd asked, he'd answered, and she'd chosen.

Shifting so that he was on his back instead of his side, still only to make out the edges and angles of her, the wendigo just swallowed, desperate not to be alone.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!