John definitely didn't feel any close to unraveling anything. He'd been on plenty of missions before. Scavenger hunts and the like that did in fact involve playing 'most dangerous game'. This...was a test of patience.
There were far too many variables and John couldn't afford to let himself give into the headache of it all. He was much more concerned when with he'd have control over his voice. Folding his arms over his chest, John studied the note silently before his dark eyes slowly rested on the other man. "I find it odd they could could bring us here but have no clue to make things clear...The David we see did this for a reason and Corstairs does not accept his treason." Of course that was just going on the word of ghosts...
They would be wise to take everything with half a grain of salt if at all. "I think that if we knew more of this "witch", all the more easy this place would be to ditch."