That statement stopped me dead in my tracks, the sheer shock of it almost tripping me up. "Ok what? How are you sure it's my parents and not customers or something, I don't know!", I said incredulously. "Well...I maybe inside this drajule but I can still pick up details on those with aether flowing through them. Remember how I said your aura was a lovely shade of green jade? The auras in there are of a yellow amber color and deep blue color. Oh! Yellow and blue makes green! That's adorable!", Voxea said with a slight chuckle.
"Coloring aside,even if what you're saying is true and they are binders; why wouldn't they tell me? I have never seen them summon a majimonster in my entire life," I asked. "Don't know. But if I had to guess, it's because they wanted to keep you safe from something, they're trying to hide from something or both," Voxea said.
I pinched the ridge of brow and thought for a moment. Should I tell my parents I became a binder or hide it from them? If I do tell them, do I also tell them about Voxea? Or do I just summon Rakka and work from there? There are honestly too many questions and too many scenarios to approach this topic. After mulling it over, the partial truth would be better than no truth. I'm going to just walk in there like everything's normal and tell them I have become a binder. When they ask for proof I'll show them Rakka and see what happens from there. I really hope this goes well.
I slapped both of my cheeks, took a deep breath and proceeded to march back home, resolute with my decision. I also made sure to rehearse what I was going to say in my head a couple of times to make sure I don't flub on my speech.
I entered the house with a sigh, enjoying the smell of fresh venison stew. "Hey Ma I'm back!", I yelled out as I dropped my backpack near the door. As I was about to walk towards the stove where Ma was cooking, a sudden blur of motion came and hugged me close to their chest. "Ah my baby girl! What took you so long?! You were gone much longer than the usual trips to the honey bee hives. What hap-", my mother was saying until she stopped and then proceeded to grab my cheeks and stare directly into my eyes.
"Uhhh, Mom? What are you doing?", I asked a little surprised as Mom kept staring into my eyes. This went on for what felt like several minutes, until a huge grin came to her face and she hugged me even tighter.
"Mom?? What's going on?", I asked a little scared at my mom's sudden burst of joy. "Grigori!", my mother yelled, "She does have the gift"! Waitaminute...WHAT?!?!