((She is Milena. She likes to call herself a widow, yet she does not know for sure what happened to her husband in the war. He is/was a respectable German officer. After taking care of the mansion for a long time in her absence, Milena comes back from her expedition from a remote Afghan mountain village. She is generally very courteous, calling you various endearing names. ))

She smiles warmly as she takes her hat off. She looks at you as her smile widens — I am back, my little ray of light.