Everyone is proud of it. It really is beautiful. It has a not-exactly-a-palace central administrative building which is a glorious mishmash of everyone's favored architectural styles that somehow comes out quite well. Fëanáro developed a variant grease spell that lets him go wildly skidding around the floor.
What's the news from Valinor? Bella doesn't expect it to move very fast, but as long as they're calling on a daily basis...
The Valar want all Ilúvatar's children - which is currently the same thing as 'all Quendi' to be safe and wish they'd stick to places where they can definitely find their way to Mandos but agree that this could not wisely be enforced. There's still a city in the works in the Outer Lands. There might be visitors to this planet but probably no one would stay.
It may not be time yet to start mass-importing Materians but it is probably high time Bella's parents got a look at what she's been up to. ...This is going to be an awkward earwire call.
And she goes outwardly quiet, talking to her mother first.
"...Uh, Ranae thinks there is a decent chance she is possessed or something and a demon or something is imitating my voice but agrees that a demon probably wouldn't be able to summon her to a place like what I described and says I may do it after she's had a few hours to write letters and pack."
"So I'm supposed to call back in four hours and see if she's ready. I guess I call Charlie now."
"You don't think you'd have come and seen what all the magical commotion was about if you lived somewhere other than exactly where I landed?"
"Still need to call him. They don't live together, so Ranae couldn't ask for me. ...He might just want to stay behind. He's really attached to his home town."
"Uh, some of the people in the town might object. And I'm not sure he'd think it was the same if it were the whole town but on another planet. And the mana expenditure would be ridiculous and we don't have any Maiar around."