I sit back in my chair with a sigh, glancing over at you. “So… what happened earlier?” I ask with a nervous chuckle. “The UnSub is profiling us, and immediately after beginning to talk about you, says you have an ‘obvious yet suicidal crush on me, that cannot be conceived due to my autistic tendencies’, and then you refuse to look me in the eyes?” I ask with a gulp.

“Is it true? Are you being obvious?” I ask, my eyes fluttering open as I look up at you, a conflicted expression behind them.