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

"Stai zitto." Remi whispers softly as Ronin very rudely ruins his ability to think by speaking. Using his free hand, the one which had been doing the most Italianing, the wendigo very slowly and intentionally curls it around the hunter's throat, using his thumb to lift Ronin's chin. It's a predatory and possessive gesture, and given how little Remi is saying just now, the fact that the wendigo barely has the strength to crush a pop can probably isn't very reassuring; not with one hand pinning Ronin's arm above his head and the other pressed skillfully against his throat.

Thoughts of Isla swirl in front of the wendigo's eyes, and though he sees Ronin very clearly before him, something overlaps in Remi's mind. Really it's nothing more than the need for human connection and understanding, but Remi has no idea about that now.

Leaning down and inhaling softly, Remi kisses the hunter with far more intentionally than Ronin had done, and with utterly no haste.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!