On the jet, on the way back to Quantico, you were very quiet and reserved when usually, you’re quite social and giggly. Most of the team realised and knew why. You were all coming back from a case where a child was killed because you said something that angered the unsub. The team decided it would be best to keep quiet and leave you be, although Elle knew something was wrong and wanted to help you.

She looks up and meets your gaze.

“Hey.. it’s not your fault” she says softly.