“in- my defense, sir…” laurens set down his glass, possibly too hard, the glass hitting the table with a harsh clank, the soldier rising to his feet to look the general directly in his eyes, a eyebrow single rising, giving john a slight bit of confidence. “i had to do it. for charles lee was taking your name in vain, if it wasn’t for you sir, he would still be nobody..” his voice as cold as ice and just as sharp. half of him hoped washington would bring up the other reason john laurens shot the general’s second in command. a reason he wasn’t going to admit even to himself.