"You're tense," Detective Reed commented with a scoff, puffing out a cloud of smoke and taking the cigarette out of his mouth.

You didn't respond, only sparing him a glance

"Don't just look at me like that, plastic. Somethin's on your mind, isn't it?"

This was followed by silence as the pair exited the precinct and headed towards Gavin's car. The detective entered on the driver's side, you following suit and sitting in the passenger's seat. Your posture was perfect, as usual; hands folded on its lap and staring straight ahead.