That gets a faint smirk out of Syrlya, as he turns his attention to look back up at the tree tops.

"It's beautiful, if... a little fragile in its reality." There's a sense to the fantastical foliage and wildlife that's familiar to his own world. Perhaps it's the degree that they're steeped in magic that lends to the similarities? "Perhaps you will have the chance to come back later."