▋ 𝑬𝑰𝑫𝑬𝑻𝑰𝑪 𝑴𝑬𝑴𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑬𝑺 . . . . . ❛ everyone gets theirs wings clipped at some point. ❜ 𝙁𝙍𝙊𝙈 @eiiidetic . . . ┖ interrogation starters ┒
Two pairs of eyes gazing through the two-way glass where visibility was optimal. One pair of eyes staring at the disgruntled image of self. Striped of guilt, harboring only the resentments of ego being squashed, yet it was Spencer Reid who felt the bite of her words while fully acknowledging the wise remark was not intended for his ears. . or was it. He nodded in agreement, the dull rhythmic movement of a child mimicking its parent instead of performing an action with complete comprehension; he saw the blurry bobbing of his head moving against the polished glass while keeping the bulk of his attention toward the handcuffed state senator.
The way the glass reflected drew attention to the subject on the other side of the glass, and Spencer clung to that as part of his mentality wanted to focus on his own reflection . . on her words relating to him. The wisest words were the truest of truths, and at some point be it a prepubescent genius jerked into the harshness of growing up or an egocentric serial killer caught despite taking forensic countermeasures, everyone experienced suffocated pride, aspiration, or ego. Hues slowly crept to the corners of their orbits before turning gaze to the front.
❝ Don’t let him hear that. He probably thought himself as Icarus though incapable of being dropped by the might of the sun. History means nothing to them; they are special, totally unlike the billions of people currently living on Earth and the millions before. ❞ Spencer was sharp to keep control of his tone, using the the fast-paced, knowledge loving mannerism of speaking he often used when information spilled from his mouth freely. It wasn’t quite as excited however; there was no mimicking a natural enthusiasm that he did not feel the slightest degree of currently. Focus, Spencer. Pseudo casual shrug moved off thin shoulders, and he pivoted on the heels of his sneakers to direct his attention toward her.
❝ I’ve only had four cups of coffee today, and I think I’m requiring another one or two. ❞
