— “Look, i’m trying to be sane here, i’ve told you about it a million times and ima tell you again.” I grabbed your face with one hand, staring right into your eyes. My grip hard as ever “I don’t want you working at the B.A.U. You’re a kid! Shit, still a teenager i believe, what makes you think that you’re prepared for such thing?” — I let go of your face, turning on my back to you, speaking over my shoulder “Don’t think we can be the same just because we share a surname.”