Sir Robert thinks for a few moments. "Well, I guess you qualify. I'm a little shorthanded, so even though you're my squire, I might use you as a stablehand or make you do some menial tasks, like polishing my armor. I've spoken with your parents, and they told me it's all right for you to join me. In fact, it was your father who suggested the idea."
You thank Sir Robert.
"Ah, no need to thank me. Your father has done a lot for me, training Midnight and all. It's the least I can do. The money I give them and the wages you earn should be enough to support your family until your father is healthy again. I'll be leaving for the tournament in three days. I expect you to be ready."
After a few more details are relayed, Sir Robert departs.