[Against all odds, PM sees a violet glow in the darkness. Even more than that, though, she hears someone approaching and smells her, too, and takes that as a reason to promptly cut off her flashy Green Sun shit. Now she has to blink her eye to try and get the spots to go away, but the purple light is much friendlier.]
[Probably.]
Greetings! [She still flickers when she's space-distorted, but at least it's easier on the eyes.]