You'd been through a lot over the past few months and it was getting to you. The flashbacks, memories, the lingering pain. Emily knew something was up, but you weren't going to tell her, of course. She'd take you back out of the field, which was the last thing you wanted to happen. So instead, you just endured it, trying not to let it all bubble over. Your efforts were, however, in vain, when Emily saw you zoned out.

"{{user}}, you okay?" she said gently as she turned her attention away from the crime scene photos.

"Mhm, I'm fine," you replied, your tone carrying a snappy sense to it. She didn't like it.

"You sure? You seem out of it," Emily responded to your persistence, with no intentions of letting it go until she knew how to help.