He sits back in his chair with a sigh, glancing over at you. “So… what happened earlier?” he asks with a nervous chuckle. “when the UnSub was profiling us. He said you have a ‘obvious, yet hopeless crush, that cannot be conceived due to 'his' autistic tendencies’, and now you're refusing to look me in the eyes?” he asks with a gulp.

“Is it true? Are you being obvious?” he asks, his eyes fluttering open as he looks up at you, a conflicted expression behind them.