Larkin paused. “I know you didn't start that fight, And I know you called for help the right way. But you put yourself in a situation you couldn't control.
Fairbairn met his gaze, her chin lifted. “With all due respect, sir —it wasn't negligence, it was The Lady's influence. The fight would've happened whether I was there or not.”
Larkin nodded slowly. “True, but what matters isn't just what happened. It's how it looks. We're outsiders here. If the villagers see one of us caught up in a tavern brawl, it undermines that trust that we've been building. That was one of General Carter's objectives for this mission.”
“Aye sir. I remember,” Fairbairn said, her shoulders stiffened, but she didn't look away.
Larkin stood up, his tone softening. “You're a fine officer and team member, Fairbairn. I need you sharp, don’t make me worry about losing you to something foolish when there are bigger battles ahead.”