Herm vomits out the candy he just consumed. Two of his arms are currently dislocated and he seems to be missing some fingers. As he tries to set the arms back in place, he can feel the bone starting to snap. As he tries to get up, he can't feel his legs. After a while, Herm finds back the missing fingers. It turned out they were bent in an unnatural way inside his own hand. After gaining back the ability to speak proper words, Herm applauses with the two hands that are not broken. A bloody smile appears on his face.

"Perhaps I misjudged you, sir. Maybe I truly need to learn my place among the weak. Don't worry about the mess, I can pick up after myself. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble for almost breaking off all my limbs."

Herm tries to stand up, but his feet are still asleep. His smile fades as he knows he now has to crawl back to the classroom.

"1...2...3... 1506 more steps to go. Ouch. Oof. Jikes! That hurts a little."

Instead of tears, blood is dripping off his face. Nobody can deny this doesn't look very painful and Herm knows it is.