Sesshomaru shut his mouth.
No, he wasn't sure how to respond to that.
He was staring at Rin in a kind of dumb awe, caught in a quiet self-consciousness caused by the look in her eyes. She seemed mesmerized by the thought, by him transformed.
—and he supposed she could ride at the base of his neck, where the neck comes out the shoulder. The fur there was more than long enough to grip firmly in her hands. Anything but dignified. But he also supposed he could manage to maintain a dignity that was almost proud if he was to lower his head to the ground for her.
Rin could always tell when Sesshomaru was thinking hard about something because he would never blink. "You don't change very often, do you."
He never did. Hard to slip silently into the night when having all four paws on the ground also meant peering over the trees.
"Thumbs are useful things," he said.
Now Rin burst into laughter. He was deadly serious and she laughed some more.
Kaede, however, was silent.