After the others had spoken, Sabu took a moment to regard their host. He masked his observational curiosity behind polite reverence but it was there all the same. There was something about Isawa Kiriko that commanded respect, awe, and most importantly, power. The kind of power that he was unused to beneath his wife's thumb until recently. A thought crossed his mind.<br/><br/><i>How would you handle this were our positions reversed?</i><br/><br/>For a moment, the unassuming accepting Ide became a curious magistrate as expression formed on his formerly expressionless face.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>