"Inu-yasha, enough. You owe her nothing."

Inu-yasha, about to take off for the forest, turned toward the voice.

"I can't watch this anymore. Before, I could. I thought I understood. But now…" Miroku's eyes grew distant. "I just can't let you do this. Inu-yasha, she's dead. Kagome's here, she loves you, and I know you care for her. Don't do this to yourself - or to her."

Inu-yasha huffed and looked away.

"One day, she might not come back…" Miroku whispered, unable to say more. His eyes stung as he looked toward Sango's grave.

Inu-yasha only glared at the ground.