He'd grabbed his swords before leaving the garden, the hilt of Tenseiga coated in her power even as it sat against his hip.
Barely managing to bite back a growl, he shoved the miko into his quarters, eyes blazing as he shut the door behind him. "What did you do?"
Kagome whirled on him, anger spiking from being handled so roughly. "Was that necessary? I would've told you back in the gardens."
Sesshoumaru stayed where he was, not trusting himself to get any closer. "But not before."
She had the decency to flush in embarrassment. "You wouldn't have agreed if I'd told you before. Which is stupid because it all worked out—"
"You are dying."