Sholol grins slightly, shaking her head.  "No damage is good.  The last thing we need is students blowing things up all over campus."   She says, teasingly.  "Hmmm..."   She hums, looking April up and down in an almost clinical way, looking at the change of skin tone.  "My people revered the changing of body colors and physical illusions.  And, I know there are other races that do as well.  Maybe if you remember what you used, you could develop the potion and market it."   She says, smiling at the short purple robe.  The current fashions still confuse her, as many times as they have changed in her life.  "I'll walk down with you, if you like."