"Woah, woah, woah! I'm awake!"
I lift my arm, and see a metal cybernetic replica.
"Why does everything seem to be tinted gray?"
I lift a finger from my hand and try to tap my eye.
There are some sort of glasses in the way.
Taking my crutches, I go look in the mirror, and check out my shades and arm.
Let's say that you made them gray so that they could function as sunglasses.