Mordred's cheeks flush a bright red as he immediately looks down and begins tugging at a frayed thread at the hem of his sweater. He really should know the answer to this, but... well...

"I-I don't actually-- know. With our friend doing all the work and-- planning, I never thought to ask. She works with us, so I know she's arranging time off work and everything-- else that needs taking care of." The druid laughs nervously as he looks up at Galahad with a shy smile. "Sometime after spring begins, I think. We want it to be warm outside, as we're getting married in the garden of a large local church."

Oh! Galahad also offered advice when he first approached, didn't he? The druid should probably touch on that before he forgets again. "Ah, you suggested we take time-- for ourselves during the ceremony and after, right? What do you mean by that?"