Alla looks up and is blinded momentarily by the bright light of the life stream. His hand quickly rises to shield his eyes while he leans to the side in an attempt to find the source of the voice.

"Overthinking it?"

He paused to think on that, but it was very brief. Instead, the young man's lips turned into a smile.

"Oh, you are meaning the flying, no? I suppose you could be correct. However, how does one fly without thinking on it?"

Now he was just stuck in a loop of thoughts.