he had seen the fliers and made his mind up to attend the lecture the second he'd read through one— the entire prospect was just so terribly intriguing; he couldn't resist. and so, he had observed, sitting down quietly and unobtrusively in a back aisle seat and not bothering to take notes, merely content to watch reid and listen, never lowering his eyes. how exciting it must be, to have an actual serial killer sitting in on a criminology class! as far as the lecture went, he hadn't hated it. rather uninspiring, but good, adequately professional.
he lingers afterward, watching the other attendees leave and taking in the details of the room— assuming that reid will approach. ]