"Is she going to be alright if we leave her alone?" Kagome kept her eyes down, focusing on holding the tatters of her kimono together instead of the fact that Sesshoumaru was currently carrying her.
"Your barriers will ensure she stays in the garden," he replied, swiftly turning a corner. Kagome immediately recognized the walls of the infirmary, having spent many hours helping to dry out and label medicinal herbs.
Sesshoumaru set her down on the nearest table, his eyes hard as they landed on the blood-soaked fabric of her clothes.
"If you pass me the—" The salve was already in her hands, and Kagome gave him a questioning look.
"Rin," he stated, as if the answer was obvious.