"I am aware."

The miko dragged her hands through her hair, the mussed locks emphasizing her distress as she half collapsed on the bank.

Sesshoumaru hesitated, unsure whether she would allow him to move closer but wanting to nonetheless.

He wished to comfort her.

"Are you at least going to tell me why?"

"I will not give you excuses."

"Which is the only reason I'm not still throwing things at you."

The fire and promise in her eyes made a smirk tug his lips.

"This is your chance to plead your case, Sesshoumaru. And it better be a good one."