[Ithaqua smirks at the look on Urianger's face, but lets him stew a little, partaking in his meal for a bit. Only after he's gotten some of it down does he elaborate.]

My heart, you are like an open book. I know what that expression means. [He reaches out to play with one of Urianger's fingers. Specifically, the left ring finger.] A ring would have done nicely, but I suppose some recognition from the law, or society, or whatever authority would be good as well.

Something that cannot be changed or overlooked so easily. Something tangible.

I want everyone to know, and never attempt to touch you.