He had the time. Sitting there in her room, cradling her body against his. He had the time to think his actions through as he let his gaze settle on the darkness outside.

It was not as if sleep were beyond him. He had the rare ability to be able to sleep in any given position with the smallest amount of effort. A talent he had developed due to the life he led. There was not always the creature comforts that the others enjoyed in their lives in his own.

He was to caught up in the thoughts that swam through his mind. To torn between bewilderment, uneasiness, and several pleasant emotions that he was not all that certain he could name.

It had been in a way almost reflex. Coming to her room. Offering her the additional warmth.

In the wake of that memory, the intense cold that had crept into him had reminded him almost painfully that she were suffering under something akin to what he was feeling in that moment. A chill that would not leave her no matter how many layers of clothing she wore.

It was nothing for him to cause his body to warm, to chase that ghosting ice from himself. Doing so had led to the concept of offering her the relief that swept through him as his muscles relaxed.

He had not wanted to think this through so he had simply allowed the action to take place instead of controlling it completely as he would have done with anyone else.

He turned his head to look down at her. She had shifted away from his chest so that her head rested in the crook of his elbow, propped by the pillows and his knee it was not an uncomfortable position for him.

Though it was not a completely comfortable one either.

He was not given to these acts. If thoughts such as this passed through him they were just that, passing thoughts that he did not dwell on. Thoughts that he found disturbing for the weakness they showed or the vulnerability required.

That he thought of the threat she posed to him physically in this position did not surprise him. He was quick but if she was so predisposed there was the chance she could cause him damage. In this position all of his vital areas were exposed.

She could kill him in an instant given the right knowledge of demon physiology.

He was fairly certain she did not possess such knowledge. That the woman could not possibly know the inner weaknesses of a demon core but he also would not underestimate her. She possessed more knowledge then she should as it was, whether told directly of something or not Shizuru tended to be more aware then the others in any given situation.

That she contained the ability to move against someone with deadly intent was still very much in his mind.

Yusuke had suffered over the morality inherent in killing another human. Even given circumstances where he had to choose between his life and another the spirit detective had balked at the decision.

Shizuru did not suffer under such musings. While she was willing to sacrifice her life there was no hesitation in her when it came to ending another life. If she were backed into a corner she would not falter until either she or the other were dead.

The self sacrifice seemed an affliction of the humans in this particular group. It was amazing any of them had lived for as long as they had. Technically Yusuke had not.

The more he was subjected to her memories the more often he found himself dwelling on her person. The things he perceived now in her had never crossed his mind, would never have crossed his mind if she had not followed the path her spiritual awareness had set her on.

She was the most compassionate being he had come across.

She was also a criminal with a decided lack of morality that in many ways mirrored his own.

She had thought nothing of injuring that thug in the park.

He had witnessed her lifting the wallet of a human male that he could only imagine had served the purposes of her abilities since almost immediately she had tossed it.

That sense of violence just below the surface she did not actively hide. It was simply there waiting for the right moment to be given free rein. And when it was given such she fully committed to it with a smirk that drew a decided appreciation from him even if the explosion of it was from a human.

If she held back anything it was out of defense of herself and nothing else. She was not the type of person to appreciate falsehood in anything even herself.

Her being was a sharp instrument of heated passions and cold realities, somehow softened in ways that brought stillness to his own inner turmoils.

Here with her there was that pervading sense of calming, that lack of collision intrinsic to his thoughts and emotions.

It should have alarmed him, this internal quiet. It should have made him shy from her presence immediately. It should have driven him from contact with her since in it's very nature it held the promise of harming him more deeply then anything ever had.

Still he found himself drawn to it, to her specifically.

She had reached for him and in his own way tonight he had reached for her as well.

He would stay because she had requested it. She did not often request anything of anyone. That she had, in that instant of meeting his eyes he had not been able to deny her. He had not wanted to.

For her to have let down her defenses in that manner, allowed herself that unguarded moment he had seen the expectation of rejection in those topaz orbs. It had twisted him internally, caused an ache that he had despised.

He had barely refrained from voicing his disgust for her to think of such a thing. She should not have that expectation, not from him. If anything he should have it of her. Yet not once had she expressed that.

She was mindful of his nature in ways she should not have been. Perhaps as he had come to realize his reactions to her were just as important as her reactions to him.

His jaw rippled with the odd tensions that passed through him following his train of thoughts.

He sighed silently. There was no one to guard against here, not truly. Shizuru would not harm him, not in this manner. Harm from her would be done with intent not in stealth.

His chin lowered as he allowed himself to relax more fully. That calm bringing with it a sense of security that was disturbing in it's own right yet easily given in to in this particular situation.

A small, self depreciating smile crossed his mouth as he let his eyes close.

To think he would find a human to be so utterly fascinating as to let his guard down in this manner.

Time in the Human World was not doing him any favors either.