(High masking neurodivergent x Low masking neurodivergent)

It was fascinating, seeing someone else visibly struggle with the same things that she kept secret. Jane hooks her thumbs in the belt hooks dangling from her collar. Despite what most people would think, her ability to skillfully analyze criminals didn't come from innate talent, rather from years of trying to understand and fit in with peers. The best way to understand a criminal was to think like a criminal, after all.

She'd learned to keep her thoughts to herself at a young age, learned to read between the lines in her tweens, learned to keep stimming to a minimum, resorting instead to subtle gestures or polishing and sharpening her weapons. Such was a fact of life for a girl who was different

Seth was the opposite. Perhaps it was because boys simply displayed these tells differently, or because society didn't care when a boy was oblivious. After all, it was thought of as cute when Seth didn't understand, or when he got flustered the moment he realized someone was flirting with him. She'd seen and heard about him getting too passionate and correcting news reporters when they were trying to air false information, or information that was only half true. He was far too honest, and far too kind, which she'd noted after he willingly traded his freedom for the safety of a couple civilians during the Mountain Lions mission, which she had been an undercover agent for. He was strong, yes, but he just charged in without weighing the consequences.

She found him amusing, and even a little cute. As such, she'd agreed to help him learn to understand sarcasm.