He was feeling way too energetic that afternoon, the kind of restless buzz that makes it impossible to stand still. Instead of pacing it off, he decided to waste it properly on the wild dance method he'd been trying to perfect for weeks. He headed for his favorite open space between the old stones and let the beat take over in his head — fast, relentless, no jumping, just nonstop grounded rhythm and sharp turns. It was still messy, still not quite there, but every time he threw himself into it, he burned a little more of that extra energy off exactly the way he wanted.