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

Gods but he wants to kiss her now that his lips have brushed her fingers; he wants to do much more than that, and it's actually thanks to his too-eager body that he doesn't even consider Making A Move if only because he's well aware of how he'll let them both down. Still, holding Isla is like holding onto sand. At first, it's hard to notice just how much is slipping away, until it all seems to be disappearing at once.

As she pulls away the wendigo nearly tries to stop her, but of course what would be the point? Wondering about what to say, if anything at all, Remi eventually settles on 'good night', before trying not to flinch at every click of her heels as she left him alone.

The change comes a few minutes later, long enough for the wendigo to consider masturbating in the bathroom or eating the final M&M, and short enough for the proceeding minutes to have felt like a whirlwind. Clutching at his pillow and clenching his teeth as his senses reasserted themselves, it's with an eerie calm that he stretches out onto the bed, suddenly overwhelmed by the scent of Isla on his sheets.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!