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

Snapping his fingers and pointing at Isla, Remi nods. "Now you're talking." It's all funny and ha-ha between them, but in the hours which follow Remi will think long and hard about these moments, and how they cover the truth of his situation like paint over a rotting baseboard.

Raising an eyebrow, Remi pulls at the straps of his muzzle and as he hands it back to Isla, he's mindful of where his fingers are in relation to hers making sure they don't touch. "And here you said you wouldn't be leaving me tonight." He murmurs, before rubbing his palms up his cheeks and over his eyes as if to remind himself of what his face felt like without the muzzle on.

"I think you want it back because you have a hot date tonight and you're hoping to get him to wear it at the end of the night." Remi suggests, grinning.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!