Rin was walking alongside Sesshomaru when they came upon a steep cut off of rock. The other side was not so much away that it was impossible to cross however it was connected by an old ancient tree which had fallen and served as a bridge.
Now of course Rin didn't say anything, but Sesshomaru could feel her tension when she glanced at the drop below.
It probably reminded her of when she picked that herb for Jaken one time.
She unconsciously grabbed the sleeve of his kimono. He blinked and slowly looked at the other end of the path. Then swiftly and smoothly, without a word, he took her by the waist and legs and started to carry her across. It's not like he hadn't carried her before when she was younger…although this time it felt different. She used to fit on one arm. Now she was fully grown. With her arms around his neck and his powerful hands pressing her against him, her weight and body felt a lot more…soft. He quickly stopped his thoughts about the sensation and focused on crossing faster. He did not look at her. She did not look at him. Her bangs fell across her eyes. He walked on. When the two made it across and looked back, Jaken was gawking, still having to start at all!