cut our teeth and make our bones right here

Ronin

welcome to the playground, follow me
tell me your nightmares and fantasies

Simultaneously wondering what Remi has to be sorry about but also feeling glad to hear it, Ronin smiles down at their clasped hands and shrugs. "Hey, neither of us can say we didn't get what we wanted out of it," he points out, and before Remi can treat him to some too-cold, too-freakishly-strong, too-intense wendigo cuddles, the hunter steps forward to take the lead.

Changeling or not, Ronin is still warm and human, and though Remi is like hugging a marble statue, he's able to fit against him easily enough. "I'm happy for you. And I'll be even happier if we can get some good wine for you to try the next time you're human for an afternoon." Gods, presuming he can even continue that without Isla. "So let's go poach some liquor, yeah?"

sink into the wasteland underneath
stay for the night, I'll sell you a dream

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!