"I could." Eddie figured that was enough of an answer that J'mon could infer he hadn't intentionally gone looking but didn't mind that he'd found them.
He found the proper place to return his last book and tucked it back on the shelf, then returned to the table J'mon was sitting at, taking a seat there as well. It was then that he glanced at the book and pen, realizing they were writing rather than reading. He remembered them mentioning somewhere, that they wrote, and had seen the well-stacked bookshelves in their and Jinn's room, but hadn't quite made the connection that they would still be doing it here.
"What're you working on?" He asked, hoping not to be intrusive.