Ravi would love to know what sort of test requires him to become a rodent, but whatever it is, he's failed it. Not even close to passing, he's a full-on F student, remedial class, needs to return to summer school, though, if passing means not getting eaten, then maybe he's doing this with flying colours?

Settling into Mark's little pile of clothes and arms and warmth, Ravi isn't sure how to feel about any of this, but at least he has relative safety here, flopping his chin against Mark's hand as he peers up at him sadly.

Test or not, he's ready for it to all be over.