Herbalists' Cache ghosts

The bear-hunter sighed. He felt the touch of Lestan and he allowed a moment for his shoulder to press gently to the other man. None of this was easy. 

And he would not admit that he feared the idea of being a father. Not only feared it, he was horrified by it. Swordfish didn't know anything about being a father. By the time he and Njord had started to repair the hurt that had been caused by absence, the bear had attacked. Swordfish had only one truly fond memory with his dad - hunting seals. He didn't know what to do for those children or for Suzu but he knew that he must try. 

Yer a good man, Lestan... the young wolf drawled quietly.