[ He nods his thanks, glad at least that so far there has been very little recognition of who he is but a welcoming air all the same. ]

A loaded question, my lady. [ Ben lets out a soft chuckle.

How does he even begin to describe the sort of galaxy he's from, and what it might look like now? And he'd traveled so much it's hard to call any one planet home enough to describe. Deserts, forest, the stars themselves ... ]

It is mostly dry sand and hot suns. But space travel isn't new to me either. I've been on stations not quite unlike this one, so I shouldn't bother anyone with too many foolish questions.