"Unfortunately James, your mother is not my concern." He might have been more sympathetic to the woman but he'd seen the state of her children. Noah had already told him that the women drank most of their money away and she couldn't even keep James off the street. "In fact, I think it would be for the best if your mother doesn't find out about what money I am going to give you. And if they ask about the bath and clothing, I would go on to suggest that you simply tell them some rich toff knocked one of you into the mud and might have injured him. So you used guilt to get a free meal, bath, and new clothing for the both of you."

This is said to Noah and the boy would know that Quentin was being quite serious. The big man was not going to become a cash cow so their parents could more easily drink themselves to death. "Asking for more is not something I discourage in principal though young James. Standing up for yourself and trying to get whatever you can is often quite the smart move. However, in this scenario, I will tell you now that if you ask me for money at any point then this patronage will end." Once again Quentin's gaze flicks to Noah, a look that says: Because I will know that you are not asking for yourselves. Quentin was a generous man, he was not as stupid as some might believe though.

Coming to his feet he approaches Noah. Then shielding Jame's sight slightly he hands the teenager five one-pound notes. Knowing that if James knew the exact sum of money the lad would probably not be able to keep his mouth shut. Then again, odds were that the boy wouldn't anyway but he wasn't going to make it worse. "Now, I believe that concludes our business for today." He says once Noah has slipped the bills away. "Baring any further questions you have for me, I will see you." This is directed to Noah. "In a month. I look forward to hearing what you come up with."