"Are they hurt?" Kagome asked, not taking her eyes off the beast's massive form.
"Not in a way that is easily healed." There was a cadence to his tone, one she'd never heard before, and her hand turned to cover his, comforting waves of reiki sliding over his skin.
"I might be able to help. I studied a lot of medicine in my time, maybe—"
A simple shake of his head has her pausing. "It is a sickness of the mind, one brought on by severe mental stress."
Her heart went out to the creature, and she moved to embrace it again, but Sesshoumaru's grip on her tightened, keeping her from stepping closer.