"Aye. There is the small dial on the center-" He rests a finger against, dragging it in a circle. The shape of the shield warps and flexes, shifting from angular to round to square to elliptical, the thickness of the hardened light altering at each stroke. Another twist of the hand made the light shift from blue to red to copper easily. "We have not quite managed to work out heraldry- they do not see much use for them here."