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

Sighing in the space left by Ronin's body, it takes Remi a few moments to force himself to sit up. Ruffling a hand over his head, the feeling quite unsatisfactory given the lack of hair now, Remi reaches out for his clothes able to only offer the hunter a small smile for his trouble.

Roughly tugging them on and staring down at the floor rather than at his friend, Remi smiles feebly. He wouldn't have anything to remember the hunter by after this, save for the memories locked within a mind incapable of offering him even phantom sensations of the things he'd imagine later that evening. "You make it sound like I am going off to my death." He says, before lifting his head and looking suddenly interested.

All thoughts of the wine he'd bring back for his date with Isla had been pushed to the back of his mind in lieu of the opportunity to just be with Ronin sooner, sans serum. "Tomorrow, maybe?"

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!