"Sometimes? We observe like we breathe. There's no way to have an off switch," he said, knowing that it was a curse, but also a gift. Still, he hadn't expected her answer. Derek reached over and squeezed her arm. "I don't have to like it, but I do respect the work, even if I… it's not something I'd approve of, and ten months ago, I would have probably reacted different, but I've learned a few things here."
"Chicago PD, BAU, I never was big with need to know, so I'd be more upset than you." He pulled his hand back and smiled back. "The present means that we've got each other's back and we do things together. You're not alone anymore, Emily; I'm here to watch your back, and Callen. He really wants to shoot someone," he added, with a laugh. "In fact, even if he's not looking for you, Callen might just go and kill him to help with his boredom."
Derek snorted. "By too expressive, you mean that I have emotions at all, right? I think the only time I've seen him smile was when JJ told us she was pregnant. Other than that, he's had one expression for all the years I've known him."
He sighed. "I wish, but no, I don't think so. I thought that he was exploring. Maybe I was hoping that he was so I didn't have to deal with this. Yes, that makes me a coward, I'm well aware of that. God, Emily, this is so screwed up. I didn't want to hurt him, but he's…Reid, you know? He's our genius boy, but-" He trailed off, shaking his head. "He's not what I need."