No doubt he was furiously imagining the day we would fight to the death to be the leader of the family and I could see from the gleam in his eye he could already envisage standing over my bloodied corpse, wrenching my head off and lifting it high before tilting it to his lips and drinking my skull juice.
Ah stop ππππ€£ you're killing me man!
It's true, I saw it in his eyes!! ππ