John smiled brightly. "this is going to be great! I'd never get away with this at my old school." He looked out the window again, at all the green rolling passed. This was so great - he was beginning to love the idea of being apart of this world, it was really great. He still felt a bit overwhelmed by it all, but now that he had Sherlock and a plan, he felt like he could probably learn to fit in. He'd love to write his parents about Sherlock, Greg, and even Mycroft, just because the whole exchange had been pretty amusing. He looked back to Sherlock. "So, do you know if the professors are nice?' He hesitated a bit, looking thoughtful, before asking, "And is the school... dangerous?" [i]Explosions dangerous?[/i] he finished in his head, but of course didn't say it out loud, because that would sound insane.