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

Indeed were it the environment for jokes there was an easy one about Isla spending her evenings with a naked and fully restrained man at her disposal. Alas. 'Oh is that what frightens you, about me." Remi murmurs with a slight roll of his eyes. Though he does his best not to stiffen as Isla presses the warm cloth against his chest, he can't ignore how good it feels, and thus how painful his mind translates it as being.

"Oh how the turntables." Remi agrees, taking an intentionally deep breath for Isla's benefit before slowly letting it out. Tonight, knowing just how much of himself needed to be cleaned up, he'd happily have opted for the hose if given the chance.

Ignoring the concern he thought he heard in her voice when she mentioned staying, Remi swallows. "Was that Ronin I -" smelled is what he nearly says. "-heard earlier?"

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!