Letting his beast control the flight left Sesshoumaru free to relax, and focus on the woman who's do-gooding nature knew no bounds.
"Did you find my entrance satisfactory?" he wondered.
"Very good," she conceded, but she was holding back.
"But..." he coaxed, eager for constructive criticism.
"But...you haven't told me how I look."
"Are you fishing, miko?"
"Yeah. Thats the problem. Girls put a lot of effort into looking good for a date. When you arrive, you should comment on her appearance."
He accepted her critique. He thought she looked nice. Why didnt he tell her?