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We talk sometimes about Remmy being an "unreliable" narrator, but I think it's more about reading between the lines, or missing tone and context.
For instance, in the scene in Field Day where everyone's pulling the "omegas can't fuck" prank, he narrates himself dismissing their obvious joke and calmly walking out of the room, but it's pretty clear he practically runs out bawling. He presents it as smooth but when he shows up at Al's door he's out of breath and looks like he's been crying.
And in re-reading it, I just noticed this important detail. See if you can catch it:
>"But Omegas CAN fuck, right?" I ask bluntly. "I mean, that's not -- you guys are just putting me on, right?"
>Awkward silence ensues.
>"You really don't know much about pack dynamics do you," Charlie asks.
>"Wow. I'm sorry you had to find out this way, Remmy," Annie says in an uncharacteristically somber display.
>"Yeah, you guys are really fuckin' funny. Look, I'll be right back," I announce to nobody in particular, sliding to my hooves and trotting towards the front door. "I left something at my apartment."
>Without waiting for a response, I quickly toss the door open and head out into the hallway, making a beeline straight for the upper level. I've gotta ask somebody to clarify this. Anneke's the type to mess with me, and Marty's probably still sore at me after I got him good over on Flock Street, but for Charlie to be backing it up, too? No, there's no way in hell this can be real. If it is, I'm revoking my own Pack membership.
Did you catch it?
Remmy never closes the door behind him.
He runs out of the room in such a waddling hurry he leaves the door wide open.
Smooth.
