Liz glared. “You,” she pointed, “do not have to be perfect.” She didn’t blink. “Do you hear me? You do not have to be flawless.” Olivia, slow with swirling thoughts, took a moment to register. “I've made a mistake though.” “Yes, you have. A very human mistake,” Liz emphasised. “Like every single other person in this building.” “But I...” “Yes, you try harder than anyone to make sure that doesn’t happen.” The defiant glare softened. “But this is a company of imperfect people, including Hugo and me.”
