into the wild again

remi "No, me neither." Remi agreed unhappily. Not for the first time, the human-animal divide sort of fell over his senses of what was appropriate and what wasn't. After all, snuggling this tightly around Ronin in his regular body would have been...well. Inappropriate was at least one word to describe it, much less the other sort of complicated adjectives Remi might use. As a raccoon though, he had absolutely no troubles or concerns with his current closeness. "Oh? You have anything else interesting hidden away in here?" Remi asked, small hands suddenly patting at Ronin's shoulders and the upper bits of his chest as if hoping to reveal some hidden mysteries therein.