The boy giggles, thoroughly amused. Before everything that happened, with that Other Time, Other World, he didn't really make much use of his powers here. He'd started to, but he had his reasons to avoid them.

Well, six years of using them for his safety and the safety of others changed that. Besides, all imPorts have an ability or another, and this one was useful. All of his were useful, and he had started to think it would probably be a good idea to practice using them.

He looks toward the shelf, finds that book he was looking for. He picks it out of the shelf and floats back down. "I'm not." And he lands gently, feet planted back on the floor. He shrugs, adding: "Just something I can do."