The sound echoed around the camp, only made louder by the complete silence that followed.

The use of her reiki caused a handprint to appear on his pale skin, his hand cupping the smoking flesh.

"Miko—"

The rest of his response—his excuse—fell by the wayside at the look of betrayal on her face. His eyes widened, and he reached for her, but she was already fleeing, her emotions washing over everyone like a tidal wave.

Inuyasha sputtered as he looked between him and the retreating miko, but no one broke the silence, not even Jaken.

He needed to fix this.