[Those priorities are certainly in line with Dorothea’s own, and it proves to be something of a boon to fall back into old habits of dreaming up fanciful scenarios. A simple and fun distraction is just what she needs after the upheaval her life has taken in bringing her here.

Dorothea nods along as she adds more delightful scenarios to consider, smile bright.] I like the way you think. [She laughs, short and joyous, before adding another to their growing list.] Makes me think of these fabulous gardens in Enbarr, not far from the opera house. A delightful place to take a stroll with a sweetheart or friends.

[Dorothea has been doing her best not to dwell too much (at least for the moment) on what may have become of her friends while she was spirited away here; things in Fódlan had been tumultuous even before she’d had that ominous dream upon awakening here. Blessedly, there is plenty enough to provide a distraction here until she is ready to confront it.

She glances back up to the impossible dome of water overhead. Her cheerful tone takes a slightly more contemplative turn.] I wonder what other sort of delights this world has to offer.