move, move forward like a human being

"My name is Grian. I'm nineteen."

Aaron Hotchner fought the urge to sigh, trying to maintain his professionalism despite being dead tired. He was already having a stressful day, dealing with the aftermath of a traumatizing case. He really did not want to deal with whatever this stranger wanted, especially at ten o'clock in the night. All he wanted to do was get this report finished and go home and crash on his couch.

Unfortunately, due to this teenager's unexpected interruption, his well-deserved rest would have to wait.

"Aaron Hotchner," the agent said in response. He gestured to the empty chair in front of his desk. "Have a seat, Grian."

or grian joins the bau