Jinn couldn't go far from Eddie. He had learned as much recently and not without displeasure. But as the hours wore on and more residents lamented the pairing-up, he had to admit it wasn't the worst thing that could've happened.
It just meant that he had to spend every hour within ten feet of Eddie, which was - bearable. They gave each other space, they didn't make more conversation than was necessary, and there was less of the awkwardness that had characterized their last meeting outside, when Jinn had first arrived at the hotel.
When he had returned.
Eddie had told him plenty about his last stint at the Crown Plaza, but not, it seemed, everything. Jinn looked up from his phone. He had little enough to occupy him, so he had inevitably wound up reading other people's conversations on the network. Including Richie and Eddie's exchange.
He studied Eddie as he ticked away on his phone, the corners of his mouth twitching in a smile he couldn't seem to hold back. "Spring fling?" Jinn asked, breaking the silence.