Alleluia should be the one to tell Delilah. But she's going to tell Serah herself.
"I have been thinking about telling your auntie Serah about magic-and-everything," Isabella says to Damaris one morning. Magic-and-everything has been a term unto itself; it encompasses the magic, and where it is from, and the nature of Jovah and Jane. "Do you want to be there when I do?"
And so the three travel to Auntie Serah's, while little Gideon is in school and Daniel at work. Serah greets Isabella with a hug, and exclaims over the girls, and gives them each a sweet.
Keziah agrees: sweets are delicious. She sits in Serah's lap, when Serah sits down across from Isabella and wants to know what the visit is about.
"Well, now you've got me curious," laughs Serah. "Go on, what is it?"
"There's a few parts to it," says Isabella. "First of all - magic exists, and I can do it."
"It's true," puts in Keziah when Serah doesn't reply immediately. "We've seen her do it."
"Almost anything you can think of. Not quite, but almost," says Isabella. "...This is how I healed Ithiel."
Ithiel is a perfectly healthy angel around Damaris's age, and there is a certain amount of hubbub surrounding him; it comes and goes. His father has never been identified. He doesn't have any younger siblings.
"I thought Jovah - I thought you prayed and -" Serah breathes.
Isabella bows her head. "He was willing; it didn't matter to him either way. It was not something he could do."
"You're saying you can do things Jovah can't do. I can't believe I'm hearing this - you're to be Archangel - the spiritual leader of the entire world!"
"Jovah can do what Mommy tells him, and only some of those things," says Keziah, nodding.
"One of - of Caleb's inventions?" says Serah. "I can't believe I'm hearing this -"
"Caleb didn't invent it. Our ancestors did, and they destroyed almost all of the other technology they had," says Isabella. "But it's in the sky, and it can respond when we pray for weather, or seeds, or medicine."
"Where does it get those things, then, if it can't just will them into existence divinely?" exclaims Serah. "Jovah is a much simpler explanation - remember you taught me about simpler explanations -"
"Jovah is a simpler explanation for what you have seen," Isabella says. "But not for what I've seen, and not for everything I can show you if you'd like me to."
"I've seen where Jovah keeps all the plants that make the seeds," Damaris chimes in. "There's these huge rooms with special electric lights and plants growing in long troughs and machines that take care of the plants and harvest their seeds to send them down when we pray."
"And he talks!" adds Keziah. "If you get close enough. He'll say right out what he is."
"Not really," says Isabella. "I would have said it was unlikely, too, but - Alleluia knew before I did."
"Alleluia?" asks Serah, scandalized. "But she's an oracle!"
"That's why she knows," says Isabella. "The oracles at Sinai always know. That way if something goes wrong with the sky ship, they can go up, and fix it - it can instantly transport people from the Sinai oracular chamber to itself, although the way I do it with magic is more comfortable. Alleluia knew Jovah hadn't healed Ithiel and wanted to know how I did it - I wanted to know how she knew it wasn't him. We traded secrets."
"And now Alleya's our friend and she knows all about magic!" says Damaris.
"I had wondered," murmurs Serah.
"Is this too much revelation for one day already or do you want to hear the rest?" asks Isabella.
"I - I don't know."
"Maybe you should do some magic, Mom," Damaris suggests. "Just a little. To show it's for real."
Serah lets out a soft cry.
[It's okay! It's just the brainphone!] says Keziah encouragingly.