Ringer's oblivious to the deal she made with the fae that turned her into what she is now. Instead, she believes it to be another curse, most likely temporary, similar to the love potion she drank on Valentine's Day. Even so, there's no telling how long the effects will last, having already lasted for hours, and she would much rather get a hold on them only for them to fade away rather than endeavor to wait them out.

"I don't know, exactly. At first I thought it was bad luck. But it seems like everything is.. heightened." She shifts, tucking her hair behind her ears and then loosely folding her arms over her chest, trying not to look as uncomfortable as she feels. "Not everything. Sounds, my strength. I think my vision is better too."