I've known Max for seven years. She's the only reason I'm on this team. She was sent to recruit me because we had an association, which you'd know if you'd read my file. Having sex literally changed nothing about our relationship, except maybe cementing the fact that it was never going to be sexual again. And you know what? To hell coming home. That's not what's at issue here. This job means more to her than anything, and she's damn good at it. And you took that from her because we had sex. Once.
You're one to talk, since you preferred filing an official complaint that assumed I would compromise a mission rather than 'talking it through' with me long enough to realize that wouldn't happen. You could have asked me to find a replacement. You could have gotten me to talk to her about getting someone else for the mission. You could have done any number of things that you didn't fucking do, because writing her up and documenting her fucking an agent was more satisfying for you.