James thought for a moment, and then nodded, his smile havng something of hunger in it. He was done for the moment. He had to go grab a snack, and prepare the next day's lesson. He already knew just what to do to test whether he had been right about this kid. If he was wrong, the kid would most certainly die, but then his death would be of no consequence. His parents would mourn, and blame themselves for pushing him into Survival, and maybe they'd accuse him of murder, but he was used to that. The entrance forms had a half-hidden clause that made it legal for him to kill and eat students, which he'd managed to work into it. He turned, and walked away, without another word, already planning the events of the next day.