“sir!” seeing her boss makes her face light up, he’s okay. he seems all in one piece (with foyet being here, she had been unsure). but the fact hotch is there and whole and she knows he doesn’t really do hugs -- he’s never been much for them -- but the shorter woman hurries towards him. she nearly trips in her heels as she rushes to wrap her arms around him, “you have no idea how happy i am to see you! you’re like ray of sun! you’re like --” she’s off now, happily rambling, a few tears having leaked from the corners of her eyes as she looks up and him.
she brushes at them, clearing her throat, “foyet is here and --” she trails off, not wanting to voice her worried thoughts to him.
@hotchalanche / plotted.
















