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

"Good. I will make sure not to look at you in the eyes but to wear low-cut shirts." Remi adds with a boyish chuckle that has him shivering slightly with an unexpected flush of anticipation.

Following Ronin's eye line, the wendigo immediately shakes his head. "I don't care about my hair." He says instantly. Only two hours before he would have happily opted to stay in his cell, fully human and likely quite bored, if only to spend more time with Isla. Now, with Ronin, as much as there was a sweetness and certainly his crush on the doctor, something about the tangible here and now was not something the wendigo could afford to just shrug away. Given his life thus far and with Ronin's own permission, there didn't seem to be any good reason to defer what he could have now.

Rising, his legs numb and his feet sparkling with pins and needles, the wendigo all but sags onto the couch next to the hunter. "I...have never been with another man, but.." Though there was an ever-growing flush on his cheeks, it wasn't born out of any sort of embarrassment or worry that being with Ronin was wrong. '..I do know what I like.." Remi adds with the ghost of a smile, suggesting that while he might be inexperienced, that wouldn't necessarily make him naive.

Reaching for Ronin and leaning his shoulder against the back of the couch, he'd aim to simultaneously draw the other man's lips against his once more while also tugging him down.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!