She had just arrived herself and has been trying to get her bearings when she spotted Spyro. She could not have looked more like an archetypal villain if she tried. But at the moment, she was more startled than anything, those insanely long fingers wrapping around her hips as she stared. "Spyro? What are you doing here? And when did you turn purple again?" She even sounded like a villain, except for the part where she was saying his name.