"You don't know that. We constantly train ourselves to keep going, to be able ta function without our powers, because of those damn power suppressant darts the Sentinels got. It's only natural that you wanted to press on. Ya fell back on your training, and ya went with your gut. Sometimes that's all that you can do," Logan reasoned.
"Look, for whatever it's worth, by the time you got dizzy and lost your scent? It was already too late ta turn back. It's the definition of trap, darlin'. Don't be so hard on yerself. There's gonna be a buncha more ops, and y'can't let one mistake mess ya up, or ye'd better hang up yer uniform right now," he deadpanned. He wasn't trying to discourage nor encourage Laura one way or another, but the truth was if she wanted to keep doing this, she was going to have to snap out of this funk and move on. "Learn from yer mistake, and move on, darlin'. Them's the breaks, kid."
Even as he faced her with the unadorned truth the way he saw it, Logan rubbed little circles on her shoulder where he had his arm around her, and he leaned his head a little closer to hers. Dammit, why couldn't Karr be a little more like Laura?