"You did the heavy lifting," she murmurs, smiling at his shock. "All I did was give you the framing. It should not only look but feel real. Your thoughts and experiences give it the reality you want of it. It will reflect that, sending sensations as your arm and skin would have. If you don't want that, you can always change it."

Merlan lays her hand against the disguised arm and her hand is warm from the coffee she has been nursing. He should be able to feel it as though nerves and the sensation of her skin against his run to his brain. She likes this application of magic as most as much as she likes forging things. Giving something back to someone is always brilliant.