"Here you are," he said as he set the food down. He then glanced over to Noah and said, "I have a problem with spirits and wine, so I do not want it in my house anymore. It is important that I share my table with like-minded individuals." He paused and sat down, hitching up the legs of his trousers in the process like he was annoyed with the loose fabric. Then he abruptly got up again, grabbed two tumblers and filled one with milk, and the other with water. He set the milk down in front of the lad and then sat down again. He smacked his thighs as if trying to remember things, looking tired.

"I find myself stretched thin between teaching, trying to finish building this farm, and tending to things. With a baby on the way now, I will be stretched even thinner, and it would be best for me to hire a good, strong set of arms to help me along. I don't care about your lack of experience because I am learning too, I cannot fault you for that."