"You're up to your knees now."

Sesshoumaru's head cocked to the side in confusion before he looked down at his feet. "I have not stepped in anything."

The miko blinked, then burst into laughter, and he was caught between being insulted and enjoying the sound.

He ignored how his mind seemed to put more weight on the latter.

"I do not see what is so amusing."

She was still laughing, produce rolling precariously close to the edge of her basket as she tried to catch her breath.

Running a hand through dark waves, she grinned at him, and Sesshoumaru felt his shoulders relax, the storm having passed.