It’s weird seeing Dustin draw into himself. He’s usually so vibrant, so comfortable with himself, but right now he’s fidgeting, ill at ease. Ronan keeps an eye on him as he goes to make tea, thinking it’ll be more calming than coffee.
“Is he okay?” Alan asks quietly in the kitchen area.
“New people freak him out sometimes,” Ronan explains, not wanting to give too much away about Dustin’s personal life.
Dustin had been fine interviewing people for the case, but there was usually only one person, and both Dustin and Ronan talking to them or Dustin went off alone. Maybe that had made it easier. Ronan doesn’t know a lot about anxiety disorders, but the one thing he does know, is that anxiety is different for everyone. Working the case hadn’t triggered Dustin, but meeting the team has.
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