Some helpful advice

"You're over thinking it." The voice was deep and calm with a smooth English accent.

"What?" James yelped looking for the scource of the voice "Who's there? What do you mean?"

"Just relax and try not to think about walking" the voice responded in the same calm and reassuring tone "Your body knows what to do, you just have to let it, trust me."

"Yeah right," he said more than a little sceptical "I should totally be taking advice from strange disembodied voices."

Despite James' suspicious response there was something comforting about the unseen voice. Ignoring his misgivings he took it's advice, carefully standing up. Holding his hands out at waist hight for balance he took a deep breath cleared his mind and began to walk across the room. Left to their own devices his feet took small mincing steps. His heels beating a staccato rythm in counterpoint to the sway of his hips.

"See, that wasn't so hard, was it?" The voice said approvingly "You'll get the hang of it in no time."

James nodded not sure if he even wanted to "get the hang" of this body. He'd much rather be working on getting his proper body back, if that was at all possible.

At least he was upright and mobile again. Now he could make a start on figuring out what the hell was happening. Starting with locating the scource of that voice...