"It's no trouble, truly. My family lives far enough in the north that the castle isn't graced by guests often. My mother would be well pleased by the chance to care for you all." He'll have to remember to send a message soon, but that's easy enough to take care of when there are still a few days left to prepare.

"Aye, my father would well like that, too." Galahad's smile brightens, as he finds himself getting even more excited about the idea. There may still be the inevitable culture clashes to manage, but the more they talk about preparations to leave, the more optimistic the knight feels. "He has a liking for storytelling and singing, himself."

After a moment of happy silence passes, Galahad grins and reaches out to slip his arms around Beelzebub to give him an eager squeeze. "This will go well. I know it."