I spent 5 minutes watching one move along the edge of the table, then turn back, then twist slightly and just stand there, and then turn around again. It makes me wonder what bro is thinking about so much and how awesome his life must be. Then, after all that thinking, he picked a path, took off, and flew straight into the wall. Zero survival instinct, literally. Such a chill bug, I wish I was that chill. Plus, he overthinks life big time, just like me.