--Practicality--
Kagome gasped in horror, looking up at the hanyou who stood before her. Between them, on the ground, lay Kagome's mother's grandmother's vase. What was left of it, anyway. Inuyasha's ears flattened to his head, in shame and in preparation for the verbal beating he knew was about to come. But Kagome seemed too stunned to speak, staring down at the porcelain shards. At least, had not Inuyasha had a dog's hearing, he would have thought she was silent, but his silver-furred ears caught a few murmured expletives.
Just as he was about to open his mouth and ask what they should do, the front door creaked open a floor below. "Kagome, are you home-?" a voice asked. Sadly, there was no one there to hear it- out in the yard, two figures disappeared into the well-house.