She felt a barrier slide over her senses, and then clawed hands were in her hair holding it away from her face as she heaved.
A tendril of youki snaked it's way down her spine in a soothing manner, and if she wasn't so thankful, she would have been shocked at his presence. Instead she let herself relax in his protection, knowing instinctually that he would not allow harm to come to her - from himself or another.
Embarrassment, however...
"It is fine, miko. Do not be concerned."
Such an odd youkai.
"Why?"
Her stomach lurched again, and he remained silent.