Daybreak

"I remember that glove can go hungry for twenty-four hours," Neph said, smiling at Danitz as well. "You'd better wait until daylight before putting your head maid to work."

"I'm not a head maid!" Danitz was still trying to set the record straight. "Wait, why am I the one who has to catch it?"

"If you don't want to catch it, that's fine too," Neph suggested kindly. "You can feed yourself to it. Wouldn't that make things safe?"

"-?" Danitz's eyes went wide.

Klein restrained the urge to smile and continued speaking to Neph:

"I'll sleep in the servants' room with him tonight. You can sing in the master bedroom all night.

"Are you planning to leave with the ship, or...?"

The White Agate's first-class cabins had a room that could sleep three or four servants, but it was still just one room. Sleeping there meant sharing a room. Since he and Danitz were both men, Klein took the initiative to give up the master bedroom.

As for the suggestions of its original occupant, Danitz, nobody cared.

"I don't necessarily need you to leave," Neph said, shaking her head. "I'll talk to the captain about it during the day-let's sleep first."

With that settled, they said their goodbyes. Seeing Neph's relaxed attitude, Klein accepted the suggestion to get some sleep and spent the night in the servants' room with Danitz.

The next morning, Neph opened the door, feeling refreshed, and saw an equally refreshed Klein, along with a listless Danitz.

"Good morning, Mr. Head Maid!" Neph greeted him with a smile.

Hearing that title again, Danitz seemed to have given up arguing. He raised his head and retorted:

"If I'm the head maid, then who's the maid working under me? You?"

Then he saw the ever-composed girl freeze for several