His knife and fork were pulled to the sides of the plate and set down. He wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "No, Zecheriah. I'm building it for the woman I marry and our children." He cleared his throat and continued, "We all know I am no business man or lawyer. I don't have it in me. So I decided to do something else with my life." And then he gave a shrug, "I want kids and a wife and I'm going to teach because I love to see the joy on the faces of kids when they are learning something from someone who is just a big kid himself." He swallowed the emotion that was thick in his voice that said there wasn't an ounce of falsehood in what he spoke.

And to the constable, he nodded, "Thanks... The construction is finally done on the house, which is a great thing because now I can study in the peace and quiet for my last tests. It's been an interesting journey to say the least." He picked his knife and fork back up and he ate a few more bites in silent.

"But anyway, enough about me." He didn't feel right telling Zech about his impending wife and child yet, not in front of strangers. He wanted the dinner to be peaceful, wanted to have that little bit of time before he was going to truly be despised by the family for the woman he'd fallen irrevocably and deeply in love with. "How has today been for you?" He glanced to the damp one and said, "And how come you're dripping water all over my brother's floor? How did you come to be in such a state?" He meant nothing by his words, he was asking in an easy voice.