She shook her head in amusement and produced her left hand. I placed it on her middle finger, which she was a bit confused for a moment. Once it was securely on her finger, the vines sprouted from the ring and started to wrap around her hand and wrist. The vines began to pulse with my heartbeat and a single cross section near her wrist illuminated with magic. "Wow," she said as she inspected the Ruh’tish Vhenan. "Is it always like this?"