[He doesn't pour her a glass himself, of course, but rather gestures a servant over. In moments, they both have elegant flutes of champagne.]

That sounds awful. I wish that we could help - famine is not something Arnes has needed to protect itself against. I can only imagine the suffering of the people.

[But this is a Delight dream, so...]

There's little you can do about it now. You may as well enjoy yourself.