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

"Mm, of course you did." The wendigo replies softly, with a grin that the doctor will hear in his voice. "You thought to yourself, sure, he's just seen Grimm and has a limited time being a real boy, but he'll not mind at all if some of that time is spent doing a few errands."

Like Isla, the wendigo shifts and straightens to peer down at her, his fractured sea-glass green eyes peering into her pebble blues. Blinking thoughtfully, Remi gives his head a slight and stiff shake. It's a confusing thing, really, to be on a date with someone who simultaneously is thinking about the ethics of said date, while at the same time holding you close.

It's only because not all the blood in his body has rushed south, that Remi is able to blush so furiously. His eyelashes flutter as his gaze drops, first to the swell of her cheek, then to her lips, and then lower still as he exhales gently and with about as much restraint as he'd had to show the day before with her blood screaming on his tongue. "I am not sure I should answer that honestly." He says in a low voice, a smile that's meant to serve as an apology flinching on his lips.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!