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Doucette's head was full of strong alcohol, and she sat on the deck next to Hadine. Meanwhile, Tuomo started his story with Dulcinea. His words were mixing in Doucette's mind, not to understand the flow of the words. Doucette cursed by herself. She had a good start with Captain, but now she could not continue. Doucette leaned to Hadine and closed her eyes for a moment. 

Dulcinea didn't have a plan as her sister had. Dulcinea was more girlish than her older sister, and while Doucette played a soldier in Army, Dulcinea was running gardening projects. She didn't have any idea about the backup plans or anything. Even though she had training, she could not think about it or the instructions. Dulcinea was constantly thinking about their parents and what had happened. She was in sorrow and afraid. 

"Tapani, you idiot. Can you see that girl is in sorrow? Sit next to her and say something." Tuomo said. "She needs comfort and nice words now."

"Tuomo." Tapani started but got interrupted. 

"Sit down," Tuomo commanded. "This one has much more figure than the other. Maybe you keep this one?"

Dulcinea shook when Tapani sat next to her. Although this crew was nice to them, she was still afraid and didn't know when to expect the next beating. 

"Take it easy," Tapani said. "Tuomo, bring me cola."

"Cola!" Tuomo laughed and turned to the cabinet. 

Tapani looked at Dulcinea, who was swallowing her tears. Tapani tried to think of what to say, but Dulcinea started before him. 

"Can you tell me if there is any news from home?" Dulcinea whispered. 

"I cannot," Tapani answered. He knew he would not give information to Dulcinea because all news was mixed. Everybody had received information about suicides and deaths within the royal family. He wanted to assure Dulcinea that all would be good, but Tapani knew their assignment. 

"Here you are." Tuomo arrives and gives cola to Tapani and hands a glass of whiskey to Dulcinea. "Here is for lady. You look miserable."