Kit nodded as they fell into stride. She couldn't help but notice the polite distance between them as they entered the lobby; it felt odd, walking next to John like some recent acquaintance.

"In what used to be your room," she said, a hint of dryness to her tone, "or so I hear." She'd thought it odd when Adam had mentioned it to her, and by now was fairly well convinced that putting her in John's room had been no accident on the young man's part. "Unless that was just another bit of fun that Adam was havin'."

She was grateful when they reached the stairs, giving her some excuse to keep her gaze occupied.