John chuckled. "Right. I don't get along with my sister very ell, either, so I guess I can relate." He said, smiling. He almost felt a little blush coming when he Sherlock said he had someone he enjoyed being with now. But he shook it off. "Well, I hope you do. Especially if we get put in different houses. I would feel bad if you were lonely all the time." He looked out the window again, and yawned. "Well, I was forced to wake up early this morning. If this is really going to 4 1/2 hours like you said, I'm going to try and nap. Wake me up in an hour or so? Or if you get bored, I guess." He pulled his black cloak he was wearing tighter around him, trying to get warm and comfortable in the little corner next to the window he had nestled into.