[He gently closes his fingers around it, quietly pleased as he slips it onto his own finger and promptly generates a mental image of his new and desired appearance. Sharpening his focus, his red hair lengthens and darkens to a chestnut brown, pale eyes flooded with colour – and scars coalesce, too, down his left eyelid and under the peasant’s clothes that wrap around his more thickly-muscled body. He looks to his hands with dim amusement, recognizing them as another man’s.]
Is there anything you have neglected to warn me about? The ills of extended use, perhaps? [Left unsaid is the sentiment that he would be most annoyed if that were the case. Even if Helios had claimed he had made such rings for his students, therefore implying they were fairly safe, Isaac would not leave his own questions unasked.]
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Is there anything you have neglected to warn me about? The ills of extended use, perhaps? [Left unsaid is the sentiment that he would be most annoyed if that were the case. Even if Helios had claimed he had made such rings for his students, therefore implying they were fairly safe, Isaac would not leave his own questions unasked.]