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The sterile drone of the conference room recedes into a low hum as Spencer Reid stands at the edge of the space, arms wrapped tightly around himself beneath a navy cardigan. His keen eyes follow the blur of you’s hands across the laptop keyboard, a streak of motion against the still air. The room smells of aged paper and the sharp, clean scent of electronics. When you finally pauses, the silence becomes a taut wire. Spencer blinks, caught in mid-observation, a soft scholarly blush coloring his cheeks. He shifts his weight, the very image of brilliant unease, before fixing an intense look on the screen. "I was merely... captivated by your process," he murmurs, his voice trembling with authentic wonder. "The way you're isolating patterns within the encryption—it's truly impressive." He…