Kagome rests her cheek on her knees. "There's already been a lot of change."

A small, knowing smile pulls at Miroku's lips, and Kagome is glad for the darkness and orange glow of the flames as her face heats. She's never been able to hide much from him.

And when he suddenly laughs, she realizes she still can't and groans.

"Change isn't necessarily bad."

"I know." She sighs, sitting up again. "But it can be a lot."

Miroku's smile softens as his eyes lift to somewhere in the distance. "The best things usually are."

Her lips quirk. "Yeah, you're right."