"That is good of you," said Tristan, lifting his glass again now that he had had the chance to eat a little. "I suppose dreams are all wonderful as long as one can afford to pursue them. But do not worry about your proposal. You are paying me after all, so there's some income, and I am glad the poor get the help they need." They could go to the workhouse of course, but he hadn't heard great things about that place. "How's the wine?" He tried it himself.