THE HIIIIIILLS ARE ALIIIIIIIIIIIIIIVE Who: Odin and Cels (and familiars probably) When: 6:06 AM Where: D'Ambray house
One moment, Cels was in a dead sleep, in a soft world of dead silence. The next she was wide awake, and there were sounds everywhere. She wasn't shielding, so she heard the paper boy outside and parts of her mom's dream and just everything. Her powers were back. She could hear again.
Eyes wide, Cels jerked upright in bed. "I can hear!" she shouted. The Commodore, asleep at the foot of the bed, jumped at the sound and abruptly fell to the floor. Cels was too excited to feel bad. "I CAN HEAAAAAR!" She scrambled out of bed and ran out of her room, down the hall, and to Odin's room. She threw open the door, and took a flying leap onto his bed. "ARE YOU THERE, GOD, IT'S ME, MARGARET!" she shouted. "THAT'S how you and Ori were acting when you got your familiars! LIKE GIGGLING LITTLE GIRLS THAT JUST HIT PUBERTY. I CAN FUCKING HEAR, ODIN!"
Apparently the appropriate response to being able to hear again was to deafen absolutely everybody else. Sound logic.