The appearance of the room does not seem that strange to Mikoto. It may be far from Terran or Gaian in design, but she'd spent years hopping from one world to another. She casts a quick glance around the room for possible threats, and then a slower one to examine further. The next room gets only a passing glance. She wonders if it's for interrogation. She'll move quietly to one side of the door, making sure she'll have cover if there's something nasty on the other side. Even if she can't be seen, there's no reason to be sloppy.

Regulus finds the surroundings much more alien. He's used to stone and wood for buildings and furniture, not metal and... whatever that white stuff is. And he hopes there's not something wrong with his hearing, or the devices he'd had Valia Pira make... he keeps thinking there's some sort of weird hum, and he has no idea what that could be. As for the room, he tries not to look at it past the first glance, hoping he won't find himself chained to a chair like that by the end of this mess. He keeps his wand ready as he moves to the other side of the door from Mikoto.