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

"Well it's a Christmas miracle." He drawls tiredly, of not being put down. Or at least, not yet.

Isla's eyes aren't the same shade of blue as Ronin's, and Remi supposes that's a good thing. It makes her easier to look at, not that he can quite articulate why. Still, he feels a snarl on his lips, a yawn in the back of his throat, and a tear cutting against the back of his eye; it all feels like far too much to handle, so he shifts his gaze back toward the ceiling.

"I ate." He answers flatly, clearly not too intent on opening up about what happened.

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

Code blatently stolen from queen of codes, Sky!