John was sick again. "How long will the nurse be?" He asked, his head was hurting and his legs felt like jelly, and he felt like crying again. "Professor Dumont, How long will we be here for?" He was sad, he wanted to get out of here. Maybe the Professor would let him. "It seems like you have your handful with Jack." He smiled. "Maybe I should go." He wondered if he could catch the Proffesor out.