Something that might catch the intrepid goldblood by surprise as he appearifies on the other end of his little trip, is the lack of water in the space he's now occupying. Nothing there but cool, somewhat salty air to greet him. Well, that and Feferi's hive, of course.
About him was a crisp, modern, understated (for a fuschia) entertaining room, including a number of couches, chairs, enormous projector/television combo, and desk with fairly plain husktop - water cooled, naturally. Gold accents cropped up here and there along the sharp angles and cool blues of the room, but nothing too gaudy.
No, the real interesting bit of the place was its construction. The pad he had appeared on was near the edge of the room, rather than near the center where one would often expect, on a sort of raised ledge meandering around the center of what you might call a conversation pit - if it weren't 7 feet deep. On closer inspection, the pit took the entire center of the room, and each feature of the room was half in and half out of this hole; the half occupying the ledge was normally sized, which is to say, probably slightly too large for sollux. But within the pit, all items were scaled for someone much more massive. And this is where, after a moment of sol's glancing, Feferi would appear, leaping from the seat of a massive, plush couch with and excited glub and a landing that sent a bit of a tremor through his body before jogging over to him.
"Sollux!! You made it~!" she bubbled, approaching him rapidly, various bits bobbling as one might expect from her excited movements. Wearing a fairly baggy tshirt (often riding up a bit to show the start of a now fairly plush belly), and a pair of shiny athletic shorts, the heiress wasn't putting on any airs this evening.
Arriving at the ledge, she places both hands on its lip, looking down at him even lowered as she is.
"It's s)(oal nice to finally meet you in perfin!!"