Kagome's gut twists.

Inuyasha doesn't have to say it. The dark gleam of history rests in the hanyou's eyes, apparent even in the firelight, and she hears the name he doesn't say.

Kikyou.

Pressing a hand to her stomach, she's suddenly desperate for an escape from the moment. He's worried about her, his brother—them—and she feels his heartache like she does her fear.

Miroku notices something isn't right. "Kagome?"

"I—I think I need a bath." Standing, her feet are unsteady, and she throws everyone an apologetic smile. "Sorry."

When she stumbles away, she's grateful that Sesshoumaru follows.