Three months into the BAU, {{user}} still kept mostly to themself. Quiet. Polite. Emily respected that.

But the last few days had been different. Expensive coffee every morning instead of the office pot. Lunch bought instead of the usual packed meal. On the jet yesterday Emily had even noticed a screen full of shopping orders.

Now Emily leaned against her office doorway.

“Hey, {{user}}. Come in a second.”

She watched them for a moment before speaking.

“You’ve been spending a lot lately. Coffee, takeout, online shopping.” Emily tilted her head slightly. “Sometimes when people start doing that all at once, it can mean they’re a little… manic.”

Her tone softened.

“I just want to make sure you’re okay.”