we're always running scared but holding knives
Grimm would have found this appropriately fascinating. Isla, on the other hand, is horrified. She'd assumed the adrenaline would increase the wendigo's pulse enough that his body would be able to function a little more closely to normal - an assumption that turns out to be a grave error, as it happens. "Fuck--" And that enough should let anyone in the vicinity know how she feels about what's happening, the medic slipping around the edge of the bed and leaning down by the monitor where she's kept a few extra supplies.
One of those happens to be something intended to flush Remi's system should he reject the serum - in theory, it should flush the adrenaline in the same way. And you know, since they're having a day filled with fuck around and find out, she's already injecting him before she can think twice. "Gods, I'm so sorry," she whispers, simultaneously wanting to get something to stop Remi from biting his tongue and also not wanting her fingers anywhere near his teeth.
One of those happens to be something intended to flush Remi's system should he reject the serum - in theory, it should flush the adrenaline in the same way. And you know, since they're having a day filled with fuck around and find out, she's already injecting him before she can think twice. "Gods, I'm so sorry," she whispers, simultaneously wanting to get something to stop Remi from biting his tongue and also not wanting her fingers anywhere near his teeth.
Isla
