The frenzy going on below him was so Martian in its flavor that he felt both homesick and warmly at home.  No detail of the scene was Martian, all was wildly different, yet he grokked correctly that this was a growing-closer as real as water ceremony, and in numbers and intensity that he had never met before outside his own nest.  He wished forlornly that someone would invite him to join that jumping up and down.  His feet tingled with an urge to merge himself with them.