She was self-conscious about her need for comfort.

Walking along a shaded forest path, she followed just a bit too closely. He thought he occasionally felt her touch his sleeve, and her hesitation was almost tangible.

He stopped, turning to her. "What troubles you?"

She wouldn't meet his eyes and blushed. "It's stupid."

He arched one eyebrow, waiting.

Kagome sighed. "Would saying I'm fine make you drop it?"

"No."

She picked at her kimono before she finally spoke. "I just miss people. Sometimes I miss the little things from before."

"Such as?"

Her eyes drifted to his hand. "Just stuff."