He hates everything in the world. Shimmying and squirreling (ferretting?) his way back to the ground, Ravi manages to fumbles around until he gets a stick, managing to drag it between his little paws (and when he's back to normal, he'll be fully willing to admit how utterly adorable they were), and beginning to write 'RAVI'.

Well, he starts. He gets lazy around the first line of the 'V' and then gives Helen a pointed look as he stands right beside the markings, hoping that she'll understand them.