Fill: preslashnagi_schwarzSeptember 26 2016, 19:13:19 UTC
Remy can’t decide what he likes the most - the spidery grace of Agent Reid’s hands as he sketches an idea in the air, this bright enthusiasm on his face as he lights upon a lead, the way his soft hair tumbles into his eyes, or the shape of his mouth as he recites something impossible from memory. It’s easy to follow Agent Reid through the city, watch him work, watch him collect puzzle pieces and put them together. Most of it is slow, methodical, painstaking work, interviewing witnesses, studying crime scenes. Remy makes sure he’s watching through the large glass windows of the war room, though, while Agent Reid sits on a chair and spins and spins and spins
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