Disclaimer: LOST is the property of ABC. This was written in response to a drabble meme on my livejournal.
Sayid is surprised when Shannon begins to sing to him. It's a personal thing, singing, like letting a deep part of yourself (a part that he himself keeps locked away, and believes Shannon does too) out into the world. He is reminded of all sorts of clichéd metaphors for the moment when her voice -- thin, girlish, pretty -- hesitantly starts floating through the night air, but he refuses to apply them; to Shannon, to himself, to the two of them, improbably together. So he decides, with firelight flickering on her face and reflecting in her eyes, simply, that she is beautiful.