Herbalists' Cache ghosts

Swordfish listened while his mind unraveled. 

Suzu? Why was she so far from the coast? And... pregnant. 

The bear-hunter's features did not shift. His eyes grew a little wider before he clasped them shut and breathed deep through his nose. That fever dream of an encounter had resulted in this. He knew better. He should have never seen her. He should have never slept with her. And he let his mind toss like the waves on the sea for a long moment before he lifted his eyes to Lestan. 

We need to go to Swiftcurrent... Swordfish's voice croaked.