It's a small stringed instrument. [He observes his ring a bit, turning it over and over] Kind of like a harp, but different. You strum it, like you would a guitar, rather than pluck it like a harp.

[And once his examination is over, Clay goes ahead and puts the chain around his neck. He's pretty sure the ring isn't his size, plus people might think it means something more than a promise if he wears it on his finger.]