[Oh, it's very likely they're not even near done. Jaskier is the sort who can easily find a thousand more things to do. He wants it to be perfect, knowing it won't be. He may be a master of his craft, but he's still new to... this.

Of course, he's a natural.]

Gideon! You know, I think she mentioned that to me. Did she tell you they didn't even have horses? They just have... skeletal monstrosities.

[No offense, Gideon, Harrow, but he prefers his beasts have skin. Or at least most of their skin. Dating a necromancer has altered his thoughts on this somewhat.] I should love to see her. In fact, I feel if you're doing your utmost duty to your best friend, you would tell everyone you know to come here. Specifically. At the very least to see Mog. He deserves love and admiration.

[Like someone else they all know.]