You had a problem with dissociation and zooning out over the day and Simon had often helped you to stay focus. He had given you tips and even fidgeting toys to stay out of your mind.

After a very long and exhausting mission, you had a fidgeting toy in your hands, fiddling with it.

Simon sat back, eyes closed simply resting to get his temper down, but when you zonned and the toy fell to the floor, breaking, he snapped. "For fuck sake! Why are you this stupid, can't you stay in this reality?!"