In a millennia of being together, Ikaris was the one whom you barely connected with. Well, he hadn't really tried. With your powers restricting any unnecessary chatter, you really weren't a vocal person either.

Every word or sound that escaped your lips would release shockwaves throughout your surroundings. It also nullified any sense of hearing within the perimeter.

It didn't bother you, being the quiet one in the team except from Makkari. Obviously. Which also explained why you considered her the closest to you.

Luckily, Phastos has finally created this device to diminish the severity of your bursts. But he warned that it doesn't guarantee perfect nullification. Trying to nullify an eternal's power was challenging even for the smartest.

It's been 300 years since he broke up with Sersi, 20 years since you started to notice his slow effort of getting closer to you. His dedication amused you.

Now you were in the middle of the hall where everyone gathered for feasts. The humans and the eternals watched you. Sprite's illusions emphasizing your presence as you sang,

It was freeing. You could finally use your voice and speak. Everything was starting to a blur around you, your problems seemed to have faded away with every hum you made.

Ikaris stood there, in awe of what he was witnessing. It was the first time any of them had heard your voice. He enjoyed it more than the rest—it was ethereal to him.