Ahnasha tightened her grip on Rhazii. Although he did not understand what was happening, it was him that inspired her ultimate decision. She knew that her parents had been hurt by her actions. If they learned what she did, they were likely to be angry with her over it, and rightfully so. They had been given almost a decade to come to terms with her loss, and it was tempting for her just to leave them in ignorance of the truth. However, through Rhazii, she now had the ability to see their perspective. She could understand the gravity of what her loss meant to them, and she knew that, if Rhazii were in the same position, she would want to know that he was safe above all else. No matter how badly she was hurt from it, she would want to know that he was alive. Her parents might hate her for it, but they needed to know the truth. 

"If...this is going to happen, then it should wait until late evening, close to when they close up shop. That would give us all the best chance to talk. And I don't think I can do this alone. I want you to come with me, both of you. No matter how badly they hate me for this, they'll probably want to see their grandson, at least." Ahnasha finally answered.