Rin and the kit soon rejoined them, the slayer and monk following close behind.
The monk looked back towards the village, a worried expression pinching his features. The slayer patted his arm.
"They'll be fine. Kohaku will be here in a few days to help out."
"My dear Sango, I was only hoping our first trip away from them would be a second honeymoon."
The miko giggled next to him, then handed something to Rin.
Sesshoumaru recognized the orange checkered pattern as Rin tucked the torn piece of fabric into her bag.
"It's my good luck charm!" she claimed, and he was reminded of toothless smiles and innocent eyes.
