He's the epitome of calm while she's all anxiousness and nerves.

"Why?" she finally croaks.

Sesshoumaru blinks slowly and holds out his hand, and she grudgingly slips hers into his while looking away, her face the color of a beet.

"You expressed uncertainty about the direction of our relationship."

Kagome still doesn't look at him but gives a quick, downward jerk of her head. "Still doesn't explain why you're naked."

He's silent for a moment, and then his lips press against her hand. "Nakedness is vulnerability, Miko." His voice is quiet. Thoughtful. "And mine is not given to just anyone."