"Snake demons?"
"I tried to be merciful, but they were determined to die."
"I see."
The fire crackled.
Rin watched the flames dance across the firewood. Hanging nearby was her kimono—the one Sesshomaru had given her and not his mother's. She was given another to wear that night; the very silk from his back. It was so large on her she swam in it.
Her hair was pulled back and thickly plaited.
Sesshomaru watched as she shook it loose and ran her brush through it. "If any had fled, know that I would not have given chase."
"Of course," Rin said after a while. "But something else, please. I'm just glad you're safe."
