John has been through it all. Starved, nearly eaten to death by wolves, in jail, shot. He makes himself out to be really tough but when he has the bug he is the complete opposite.

He's laying on his bed, shivering and sneezing with an overused tissue in his hand to blow his nose. He sneezes again. You've tried helping but there's not much to do. You've given him some painkillers, a sick bowl and water. He's dramatic.

"I'm dying." John calls out sounding like he is actually dying. His nose is stuffy. It's just a bug and he's making it out he's got cholera.