Bearclaw Valley In dewy heads of the young, nothing will fail

Sven actually didn't know how to be unsympathetic. His father had been sympathetic so was his mother. He had not quite fully figured out that his fadir had to be firm at times too. He only remembered a kind gentle man. 

Maybe. If we have one that doesn't fit with us. We'll send them your way if you'd like?

Sven made a soft humm noise. I think he would yes. He would be proud of all ofus. He'd probably be proud of you too. That was the type he was.