Shutting up. Alright. He supposes that he can do that, if John really insists. His eyes follow the motion of the flashlight on John's mobile, trying to keep his head steady, before wincing slightly at the pressure of his fingers.

"Not really," he replies. "Just a bit of a headache, you know." Alright so maybe he had been a little nauseous when they had first hit him, but that was probably only because it had hurt a lot. He's going to assume as much, anyway. He doesn't want to make a fuss over nothing and that's all this is. Right?