How kind of it. He scarfs down the breakfast and makes the rounds. Any alteration to his surroundings that it occurs to him to try, he does; if it didn't work yesterday maybe it'll work now. He constantly makes his assorted objects fly around and change colour. Perhaps the rocks and water should glow, yes, let's have them do that.

He hasn't ever turned up this high for this long before - technically speaking, he hasn't turned up this high before at all, because he is periodically pushing the total up as far as he can. It might not be sustainable; he has no idea. But if he collapses at some point, well, he can start thinking about moderation then.