If he hadn't been so in tune with her, he would've taken her rejection at face value. As it was, he could feel what lay underneath her rage.
Hurt.
He barely missed her next attack, reiki sizzling by his ribs, the buckles to his armour disintegrating before it fell to the floor.
"I don't need your protection! Or pity!" Her voice cracked on the last word, giving Sesshoumaru further insight into her outburst. "I defeated Naraku, banished the jewel, and brought back Kagura!"
He dodged again, reiki coating her hands like talons as she reached for him. "That is not what I—"
"It is!" she seethed. "You still see me as that weak little girl in your father's tomb, and I'm sick of it!"