Shout out if anything in the refrigerator's turned into a fungusmonster from residual evil corruption at this "Babadon't"'s hands, I wouldn't mind facing a comfortably familiar threat, for once.

[Setsuna nods, respectfully but business-like, to the two soldiers, then turns her head, comm feed following her gaze, towards the door leading out to the gardens.]

I'll see whether there's a lady, or a tiger, beyond this door.

[Some logic puzzles are the same across all worlds, it seems. Setsuna opens the door - by punching the doorknob off, if it isn't easily or already unlocked - and strides through, making her way towards the gardens, braced to pull herself up short in case she faces any obstructions.]