His hair, however, was cold to the touch. Like icy silk. She pushed it aside so that she could see his pointed ear. Her fingers scratched him for a moment or two, his own wrapping around her wrist to keep her there. She was so delicate in his grasp, so soft and fine-boned. He may have sighed as she traced one brow with her thumb, as his eyes slowly began to close.
"I wish to show you something," he whispered.
"Before you do, shall I have a screen placed between us?"
Both turned around suddenly and caught Kaede watching them. Her tired eyes seemed to narrow when they met Sesshomaru's, and he was trapped by her judging stare when it didn't make any sense. Not that he intended anything there with Rin on the floor that night.
It's just, he was sure he had been soft-footed, if not entirely silent.
In any case, he'd tell her in the morning, when Jaken would return after doing one more thing for him. Perhaps the most important.
Hmm...
How much do you think Sesshomaru's arrogance will cost him?