Caleb nodded slowly.
“What about floor staffing?”
“Unchanged.”
“Noah’s station?”
“His.”
“Good.”
“I’m not creating a replacement for him.”
“You don’t need to keep saying that,” Caleb said. “We know.”
“I need to.”
He understood.
“What happens when Noah can only work two hours?”
“He works two hours.”
“And if he never returns full-time?”
The question struck a painful place.
“We adapt the role around what he can do.”
Owen leaned back.
“Technical lead.”
“Possibly.”
“Training.”
“Yes.”
“Diagnostics.”
“Yes.”
Caleb smiled faintly.
“He will hate having a title that sounds important.”
“He’ll complain for days.”
“Good.”
We outlined the position.
Phones.
Bookings.
Parts orders.
