The day passes slowly. Frustratingly.
She can still sense him.
There are footprints again, and Mama worries, but Kagome does her best to brush off the need for concern without spilling what she knows.
"It's probably just someone wandering," she says, washing one of the stone lanterns. It's not really a lie—people wander the shrine nearly every day. But still…
She glances at her mother from the corner of her eye, notices she doesn't look convinced.
"Maybe."
"Inuyasha wasn't worried," she offers, her tone casual, and Mama's shoulders seem to relax.
"He wasn't?"
Kagome focuses on the lantern. "Nope."