It does, and when he wraps his arm around her, she hooks her own around him.

Kagome can't really put her finger on why. But the portal to the past is suddenly more foreboding, almost as if the inky darkness plunging to the past is lying in wait.

She shivers. "It's just the night coming in," she whispers, knowing as she does that she's trying to convince herself. "Not enough light getting in."

Inuyasha shifts next to her but doesn't let go. "Yeah, must be."

The silence stretches out over the shadows and dying light, and neither of them speak.