"Only as needed to ensure their retainment of skills," she replied. A smile ghosted her lips — neither warm nor cold, merely appropriate. In the hierarchy of the estate, competence commanded respect; sentiment was a luxury the household could seldom afford.
"Your report?" His tone was casual, but it held a blade. Tsubaki placed a folded sheet on the table with the poise of someone delivering a verdict.
Hayato's eyebrows rose, a small concession to surprise. "You're suggesting more work for the staff."
He studied her for a long moment, then allowed himself the faintest of smiles. "Very well. Implement it."