Witch's Marsh haunt

but how did they know swordfish?
this question would continue to befuddle lestan for some time thereafter, but in the present he bobbed his head. "i''l t-tell him. i haven't — haven't s-seen him s-since the r-rise. or b-before."
her voice carried a weight that spurred lestan into some semblance of — awareness? consequence? 
they would go to swiftcurrent. the young woman asked after his cousin, asked if there was a message that could be carried.
the man's dark ears splayed, and he started to shake his head but stopped. "t-tell him ... t-tell him i'm in t-the area. and t-that i'll be v-visiting as s-soon as i k-know what r-route to find h-her."
a thin, wavering smile of encouragement accompanied his words, the mayfair sensing that they were about to part ways.