[Varada's so taken in by his surroundings, so warmed and welcomed by them, he's not even shocked when Shiox speaks behind him. He turns, looking at him cautiously. Even the man's energy seems less frightening out in this space.]
It's... [Varada searches for a word in Tevrran to describe his surroundings, but he realizes he doesn't have one. He can only mumble the word in Huistonian:] Beautiful.