Sesshoumaru grimaced, the emotion once again showing on his human face.

"That is not—"

"Do you always stick your foot in your mouth this quickly?" she asked, cutting him off.

Pausing, he tried to discern whether the shift in her aura was due to anger or amusement.

"No."

Chuckling, she patted his arm, then looked over the items in her basket. There seemed to be things she was missing as she turned back towards the booths.

"Thanks again. Work on your follow-up next time."

His eyes widened. "Next time?"

Her steps faltered before slender shoulders shrugged. "For the next damsel you rescue."