Ravi entered promptly, a respectful bow to his Uncle before taking the seat offered. It was all mostly quiet in his head for now, "Thank you for seeing me on such short notice Uncle," he was forcing eye contact with Ibrahim despite how unnatural it felt to do so Ravi had always struggled to make eye contact with anyone as the cursed voices in his head seemingly taunted him when he did, "I want to start by apologizing for my outburst toward Paris during the family meeting, it was uncalled for but I can't tolerate disrepect toward the head of this family...toward you...," they would often call Ravi a 'kiss ass' but Ravi just called them soft heathens in return, Paris was as soft as baby shit and Ravi meant that in every term of disrespect yet he'd never tell Paris this nor Uncle or really anyone...

'but you can't keep it from us Ravi'

"nor does it make you a liar dear nephew, Paris is the softest Bashar. Softer than most of the Bashar women."

...§Øfť liķĖ bábÿ...eaț...båbįeŞ...

The thick scar on the back of his skull had the hairs standing at the mentioning of his 'curse' to which Navi in Ravi's head retorted.

'hey it isn't my fault either! it was that fuckin horse' little Navi in his head pouted in seething rage.

Ravi pressed on ignoring Navi ranting and Uncle Bashar sitting in Uncle Ibrahim's seat, "Thank you Uncle, I appreciate that you notice my values within the family," Ravi straightened up at the compliments which made the voices mock him, "As far as Paris goes," he wanted to call Paris out honestly but what would be the outcome of talking bad about Uncle Ibrahim's son?

"I think in time he will become a fine young man, we all clearly need work Uncle but I think you've raised and trained a promising family," Ravi paused..as the voices collectively screamed in the man's head:

'"Ķi§s åŚṣ."

Ravi had been being polite and he both admired and feared Uncle Ibrahim's ability to read him, it made him wonder how much did Uncle really know about his condition?

"I can't offer much as far as jobs, I mean the horse business comes with a great deal of hands on work if you think Paris would be up for it I could muster up a few deals for him to handle on his own accord," Ravi offered as he followed every movement of his Uncle, "Whatever I can do of course," Ravi adjusted himself in his seat when the questions kept coming, "I've bonded very well with my horse, Dart, I've been working on calvary strategies for the last season and I believe I've developed a technique or two myself...the Bashar horses literally the finest, we have seven pureblood lines that have produced a crop of fine war horses," Ravi was beaming and for a moment the voices and images ceased entirely.

"I'd like to expand my search for more Pureblood lines, and visit the library in Skia," he rubbed his hands together nervously, "purely for knowledge and you know I've never left Lakeview Keep...," he paused.

A new level of excitement coursed through Ravi and a kind smile spread across his face as the voices in his head seemed to all chatter at once about the same thing: leaving a home they've never left. While it was Chaotic in his head Ravi sat up straight in his chair, "I totally understand Uncle and I will of course follow your every command," Ravi was lit up like a latern buzzing with excitement, "Give me a day to tie up any affairs I have here at home, set a schedule for my second at the ranch to follow and I'll be ready...of course that is if you're ready as well..."