Johan returns to their house in Dune City to check Miles.
The sun's first rays bathed Dune City in a golden warmth, creating a myriad of shifting patterns on the walls of Johan's villa. As he stepped out onto his balcony, a mug of freshly brewed coffee in hand, the aroma wafted in the morning air, mingling with the scent of blooming flowers from nearby gardens.
'Nothing beats the peace of a morning,' Johan mused, taking a deep breath, the slight nip in the air refreshing against his face.
As he took a sip, his eyes caught a movement from the corner of his vision. Beyond the ornate fence of his property, a figure bent over a garden, the rhythmic motion of digging and planting evident even from a distance.
