She wasn't able to refuse Malou, for by the time an excuse was thought up the soiled bandage was removed. Instead, Fallon remained perfectly still, a model patient. It was the least she could do.

"J— Mr. Hatchitt will no longer be a concern." The quick correction was sure to be noticed, but Fallon had to become reaccustomed to the lack of familiarity. After all, he was bound to come up at work at some point or another, seeing as his brother was her co-worker. "He's just another arse like the rest of them." Except Lachlan. Lachlan was a decent man as far as she could tell.