The rain starts to let up.

They seem to notice it at the same time, both of their heads turning together to look out of the cave entrance. He frowns. She says nasty words in the privacy of her head. Neither are ready to go, and the hours of peace are already missed.

Without a word, he closes the book. She sighs, kicking dirt over the fire.

They pack without speaking, and when they are done, the rain has stopped. When they step outside, they go opposite directions.

"Hey, Sesshoumaru?"

He turns back, and she grins.

"Smile."

He never does.