Hm. Sweeney's brow creases at her answer. How long is all of that going to take? He'd been under the impression that they were meant to be performed in close proximity, especially since they'd been planned for the previous night, after feasting. He presses his lips, considering her answer. It makes his eyes narrow as he leans in further to keep his voice quiet.

"Yer askin' them ta start now? Or it's already been cooked?" Because those are very different things.