[Rarity's clearly not adjusting at all. She's stuck in the South. With ALL. THIS. NATURE. She stamps her hoof, giving a rather unladylike growl of frustration when it lands in a spot of dirt. She takes in a big deep breath and regains composure.]

Now now...Rarity, you mustn't fret. I'm sure that spell of Twilight's will send you back to Ponyville any minute now. This doesn't look like the Everfree Forest but it's still rather dreadful.