He's still never really sure with Alec, what's okay to bring up and what isn't, and Reid ducks his head to let out a sheepish laugh. "Sorry, I just wouldn't want to make you feel uncomfortable. Where I lived before Darrow, I didn't even talk much to people about my personal life." Even after he'd fallen in love with Maeve, he'd kept it quiet, not wanting anyone to know until he could finally see her face-to-face. Of course, that'd changed when Alex had found him out, and Reid hadn't been able to hide it any further when Maeve had been taken.

Sometimes it catches him off-guard to think of how much has changed for him since arriving in Darrow. He's more open with so many more people here, and he thinks that's because his friends aren't actually also his colleagues. There's a level of professionalism he'd felt he needed to maintain, even with Morgan and JJ, though some situations had called for betraying that feeling. He'd been afraid of putting all his weaknesses and insecurities on display, afraid it would cause a rift, a sense of distrust while out in the field, and Reid certainly hadn't wanted that. Looking back, he thinks he probably should have put more faith in his teammates, but he can't change the past. All he can do is appreciate what he has in the present.

"I'm glad you're easing into it Steps, that's what it takes. Oh, but whether or not you two come over for dinner, which you definitely should, I'll still bring you food and sweaters. There's just no avoiding it."