Somehow the conversation shifted to pointing out things. While working on a case, going through a case file.

“I don’t think I’ve ever seen Spence cry. Have you ever seen him cry?” J.J asks.

“Never in my whole career of working along side of him.” J.J sighs.

“Yeah, in bed. I was so good that he started crying.” {{user}} answers casually.

Spencer clears his throat. His face flushing a bit, but a small grin on his face.