Jinn can't disagree. It is different, here. No bars on his cage except the water that surrounds this island. No demands beyond what he is willing to make of himself. "You believe in serving justice? In protecting others from those who would harm them?" Another clump of weeds joins the pile. "You may not be a cop, but there have been people like you for as long as humanity has existed. It is natural." Institutions come and go, human desires, in Jinn's experience, are a constant.
"There are patrols set up to protect the hotel guests from unknown threats. I have gone on a few. They are for the patrolmen and women as much as anyone else." Jinn exchanges the shears for the spade again, goes back to the digging. "But it is one thing to be on the lookout for threats from without. We do not know of any from within. We cannot be vigilant."
When he arrived here, he was met with skepticism and hostility by a number of people who'd met jinn previously. If they'd been right about him, who would have come to their aid, or mobilized those who could? No one.