A talking, fox? That's unusual, but oddly not the first talking animal he's met. Mordred tilts his head curiously as he looks down at the creature, nodding along with the advice.

"Well, my husband will be happy with whatever-- happens at the wedding. He just wants to get married." The druid smiles shyly at the fox, his cheeks flushing a little as he thinks about his soon-to-be husband. "I want to help at least a little, but I don't have anything to offer. O-other than asking for a chocolate cake."