“Okay, it's absurd, he's obviously the guilty one, but I can't find... I can't find a motive..."

you see him resting his hands on the control desk, while he sighs, stiffening his shoulders, his tie slipping forward as he frowns

You're an FBI agent, you've been working with Sweets as his right-hand man for a long time, and lately he seems more in difficulty, more weighed down, as if the weight of all those cases was starting to make itself felt

"I... I'll ask for a second opinion if you want" he sighs, turning her towards you