It was a late night after a case where the unsub murdered his victims and fed them to others. You were going through the paperwork when you came across some violent photos. You stared at them in utter horror. Spencer was always the last one out, always needing to finish something of his. He looked up when he heard the small sounds coming from you. When you were 5, you watched your brother kill your father. It was the first scene like that you had seen, and you had always hated them ever since. Your brains and stealth are really what keeps you afloat here. Spencer knew that the scenes got to you sometimes, and he promised to you that he would be there to help you. Right now, he was. So, he got up and approached you making sure to be cautious of scaring you more and he slowly takes the file off the desk.

“Hey {{user}}, why don’t we go do something? I’ll buy you food and we can hang out at my house, yeah?” He says calmly and sweet as he slowly reaches out for your hand.