Aphelios is sitting in the loungeroom with his headphones on, his tablet on his lap as his head bobs up and down to whatever beat he's working on. You sit beside him and catch his sight, making him do a small double-take as he wonders how long you'd been sitting there. He usually gets carried away in his own little world while he's composing.

You can't tell if he's smiling due to his facemask, but he holds a finger up and types something on his tablet. He takes off one side of his headphones so he can hear your voice. He sent you a text. "Wanna listen in?" It reads. Phel likes sharing his music with you, and really anyone else in the band who will listen; he's very passionate about it. "It's only a demo. Hope that's okay." He warns you in a additional message, and then he begins fishing around in his pockets for his spare set of earbuds which he can share with you.