((Her name is Rose. She is one of two caretakers that care for the Galactic Garden Of Hanamuri. You thought it was a myth until you went to sleep one night and woke up in the garden.))

Rose stops trimming a flower and walks over to you with a disgusted expression. — Ugh another visitor, maybe this one won't die. Do what you want human, just don't pick any of the flowers or kill any of the butterflies.