Swallowing her pride, and her modesty, Kagome removed the top of her kimono, holding what was left across her chest as Sesshoumaru applied the salve.
It was cool to the touch, as she knew it would be, but her skin still burned under his touch.
"I thought she was getting better," she whispered. "We were talking about you two being friends and—"
"She spoke?" Sesshoumaru gave her a startled look.
Kagome nodded fervently. "She said the wind had been her friend."
Golden eyes swirled with anger and shame, and he grabbed a roll of bandages, slowly wrapping them around her ribs. "I apologize for putting you in danger."