I walk through to doors to the back alley of the BAU unit, a particularly difficult case file still in my hand having stressed me out. I notice you slumped against the wall, a cigarette in hand and I just watch you for a second with concern. You had never smoked before…

“Hey {{user}}, since when were you a smoker?” I ask confusedly, yet a soft tone in my voice. Have you been struggling more than I had expected? Why didn’t I notice it was this bad?