Sitting on the edge of the mountain, Lucas let his somewhat fed but not full mind focus on the most important fluid moving inside his body.
He didn't hear it, but he could feel the part where it passed in sufficiently large quantities.
Not finding a way of putting his idea into practice despite the opportunity, he focused on the center of all the movements, their origin.
His heart was beating in a steady rhythm, not hurried at all.
He let his breaths become deeper and longer, making the rhythm of the heart change. He seized the opportunity and made the rhythm keep climbing.
Soon, the blood could be felt in the other parts of the body, even the obscure parts starting to flicker on the map.
His senses reached higher heights, and he felt his body become sharper.
