"When does it stop being just..." he tried to find a word to describe what he was experiencing, but the right words weren't coming to him.
"I don't think I'm even at a point I can chose one way or another. Nothings a temptation yet. It's just chaos," he held his hands in front of him like he was holding a ball of energy that didn't want to be contained. "loud, kinetic, chaos unless I'm moving or doing something.