"You’re distracting me, you know."
a gesture of sorry. in studying the case board she had started tapping her pencil on the table. turning attention away from the board, cassandra looks at spencer and studies him a moment. tense shoulders, a squint to his eyes, a fidget and twitch to his fingers. frustration, deep concentration, and worry. this case is getting to all of them.
moving to sit next to dr. reid, they glance at the paper he's studying. maybe she can help — she doubts it, knowing his brain works better on these things than she does. still worth a try though.
"okay?" spoken softly, a check in. she worries about the whole team but he's just the one in front of her now.










