Altair could hear words again and at first it was mumbled. He tensed and clenched his fists feeling defenseless. His telekinesis wouldn't come to him and it made him panic even more. Did he damage his mind? Coherent thought was lost on him he didn't even think to pull out his swords to defend himself. But slowly sound was the first to come back. That voice... it was so familiar. He calmed down visibly but inside he was scared as hell. He never felt so hopeless in his life even as a child he was a fighter and held his own. But that name the feminine voice spoke... Dalaena. It was a comforting one he could recall the details exactly but it sounded good. He trusted the voice it was angelic, pure, loving. It wouldn't harm him or put him in any harm. He slumped against the wall and slid down sitting against it. He stared blankly out at nothing in particular.