We sit there for what seems like hours, staring at each other at the revelation we've just come to, trying desperately to understand what it may mean. For her, for us, for her life, for the world.
"Sess, I think that's what Fumiko meant when she said my reiki was different, that it behaves more like youki. The jewel was made of both reiki and youki. If I am the jewel, I have youki in me now. It makes sense." All I am able to do is nod mutely at her, giving her hand another squeeze as I sit up straight again.
"Who..." is all I can manage after a few more minutes of silence.
"No one. I literally only had the thought when I was talking to your brother. You're the first person I've spoken to since then." she answers the question my mouth seems too numb to have been able to voice. I nod to her again, my eyes travelling over her form before locking with her cerulean gaze again.
"Perhaps it is best we do not inform anyone else of this, yet." I suggest quietly.
"Yeah. I... I'm not ready to share this with anyone else." she agrees, tone becoming morose as she looks down at her lap.
"Kagome, this is profound if it is true, but this does not change who you are. It changes nothing." I give her hand a light tug, catching her eye again and opening my other arm, inviting her to come sit with me. A soft smile finds its way to her face as she stands, moving to slide into my lap and tucking herself under my chin, keeping her hold on my hand. My free arm wraps around her and holds her tightly to me. "It changes nothing of how I feel about you, kotori." I murmur against her hair.
She turns her face to bury it against my chest, her own free hand gripping my haori tightly. "I'm scared how the others might take it."
"I very much doubt that this will change how they regard or feel about you, either, Kagome."
"It changes how I feel about myself..." she confides.
"Why? You already knew you were powerful, extremely so, and are learning how to control your abilities. Knowing how and why you contain such power does not change what you already knew about yourself, merely adds to it." Rubbing small circles against her back, I allow her to think it over, silence falling around us for several minutes, my own thoughts still tumbling with the new information.
Finally, I feel her relax and release a breath, before hearing a resolute "You're right. I'm still not ready to tell them, tell anyone, yet, but you're right."