The young kunoichi had been tending to Sesshomaru's wounds for a while now.
She said nothing, but seemed to know what he liked to eat.
Sesshomaru had no words to give her, not in thanks or question.
Her eyes were pale like Naraku's Kanna. But unlike her, they were filled with emotion.
Her powers were saving his life, though he gave her no thanks for her efforts.
Sesshomaru sensed that this woman was always shy and quiet and found he did not mind it.
Her calming natured soothed him.
"If I asked your name would you give it to this Sesshomaru?" He finally broke the silence.
"Hinata."
Sesshomaru found he sensed something else. The scent of mate.