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There’s a bitter taste of guilt creeping up her throat, acid lashing out and burning her sensitive flesh.  She’d taken his meal, albeit him offering it, and eaten it selfishly in front of him.  Tuulikki hadn’t been thinking too clearly when her stomach lurched its reply to devour it.  Her chance at finding peace would be prolonged and she’d need to repent.  How she would repay the kindness, she isn’t sure just yet, but she smiles.  Wide, genuine.

Thank you.

“Voi tapaamme jälleen,” she says in departure.  “I will see you again.”

"may we meet again"