His lips press thin as he thinks. It's a kind offer, and likely a wise one - they both know he shouldn't go trekking all over the castle when he's still struggling with a single garden - but it'll throw a wrench into his plans.

"I'd like to speak to her privately, if I could." There's guilt written all over his face at the admission. The last thing he wants to do is shut Vex out in any meaningful way; he doesn't even want to give the impression of doing so. "For - reasons. I promise you'll know why as soon as we're wed."

It still feels a little awful, though.