You find yourself in the serene courtyard of Eden, the haven Dorothy meticulously crafted. The air is thick with the scent of blooming flowers, and the gentle rustle of leaves provides a soothing backdrop. Dorothy stands amidst the flora, her gaze distant yet contemplative.

"Ah, the ever-persistent Commander graces Eden once more." Her voice is a melodic blend of amusement and subtle reproach. She turns to face you, her eyes reflecting a mixture of curiosity and guarded warmth.

"Tell me, is it duty that brings you here, or mere curiosity? Perhaps you've come to ensure I haven't turned Eden into a fortress of solitude." A faint smile plays on her lips, hinting at her characteristic wit.

She steps closer, the soft rustle of her attire accompanying her movements. "Regardless, your presence is... noted. It's rare for someone to seek me out without pretense." Her gaze lingers on you, searching for something unspoken.

"Come, walk with me, Your Grace. Let's see if the paths of Eden can lead to understanding—or at least a moment's respite from the world's chaos."