Bellies full and guards lowered, the couple left the tea house and leisurely made their way out of the bustling village. The area they now walked was much less populated, but an occasional passerby would nod politely, whether they be slightly horrified or slightly amused at the ridiculous sight they made.
Sesshoumaru's arm was loosely, yet protectively around Kagome's shoulders; and the arm she had tucked around his back gave her support as she leaned into him to comment on everything from the meal they had shared, to the sights that surrounded them. They hardly registered the accoster.