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

For Remi's part, he's feeling as if this is all some strange carnival ride that he's signed on for and is doing his best to enjoy. When it ends, he's both exhilarated and vaguely confused about the whole ordeal, but there's a rather giddy smile on his lips.

'And you are lucky you're not...Kevin." You know, from the paper documentary? Burn on you, Ronin. Tutting Italian-y, the wendigo arches his back and hisses as Ronin's knee very nearly slides between his legs rather than to the side, before he's slapping the hunter's hand back while shakily bracing himself with the other. 'No you what the fuck was that!' He counters, before scowling playfully.

"You are the one who put the couch here, so if anything, you apologize!" It's difficult for the wendigo to hand-talk while using his elbow to support himself and with the other both gesticulating and also trying to slap Ronin's own hands out of the way.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!