"Ahh, colors. As much as this is actually a pretty cool place, its still a government-run facility, so grey. lots and lots of grey." he said, a little sad tone in his voice, "And though students occasionally petition for colored paints, and some just go and do it themselves, it only lasts a day or so before the grey paint is back, and punishments are doled out." Nyx was getting a little worried, the room was getting brighter and easier to see, which meant that there was a magical buildup behind him. That was not boding well for him, and he was anxious to get the new student back in his sights, if only to know which way to dodge.