There's no wavering there, no reason for him to doubt her honor. She strikes him as a woman of tremendous honor -- he would have no less responsible for Olivia's wellbeing. He nods shortly.

"You will be supplied with a weapon as part of your duties to my wife," Piotr grants with a wave of his hand. "But for every woman in camp..." He scoffs, a soft breath through his nose. "If my wife wishes to add to her guard, then she is well within her rights to do so. I have plenty of armsmen to protect her, but she feels the need for feminine companionship in such a capacity. I won't begrudge her that."