Spots begin to dance in her vision and her throat is too tight as she warily approaches the pallet. His eyes are closed, but she knows he's aware of her proximity.

Kneeling next to his head, Kagome swallows. "Are you naked?"

He opens his eyes and turns his head just slightly to look at her. "Yes."

"Oh." Her hand goes to her throat.

It was a dumb question. She can see the hakama laying in a pile next to the furs. And she certainly didn't help him back into his yukata.

Her cheeks turn red. "Need help getting dressed?"

"No."