It's a bit of a surprise, but not a huge one; she has seen holographic displays before. Not like this, though. Those were generally blue and transparent, superimposed onto the actual world. This is all-encompassing, and more colourful, more vibrant. She could almost believe she could touch it.

She stands with a sharp intake of breath, reaching one hand up, towards the star. "It's like a small sun," Aloy says, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully but a faint smile on her face. "The garden grows under the roof, and this artificial star is like its sun." It's a visual aid for something she's read about, and that moment of insight is always powerful. "Is this a holographic projection? It isn't like the ones I've seen. It's... well, it's better."