Mordred blinks a few times as he parses through all of this information. There is a lot here, on top of skekSa being a lot on her own. He's used to all kind of magical creatures, but he can't say he's ever seen or met someone like this before today.

"I-- Well, yes, there'll be traditional-- things there already. It's going to be a big event with lots of food and in a beautiful garden outside a local church. Everyone will get dressed up and have a nice dinner before dancing and the like." Mordred smiles nervously. "I don't have much of a say in anything, though, because I don't-- have any ideas to add. The food and cake are covered, the garden is good for my heritage and my fiancé's, but it's still someone-- else making all this happen for us. It's... helpful, but I feel odd about it."