She knew he had mumbled something, but for the life of her she couldn't figure it out. She also knew that he wouldn't tell her if she asked, so she decided to not ask. Instead she watched him, he was in deep thought and she took the time to actually look at him.
"How old are you?" she asked. She was curious, she knew demons and half demons aged differently but she had never asked how.
"A hundred and forty-eight." He answered without blinking, and then had to hold back a smirk at the look on her face.
"Holy cow you're old!" she said without thinking. Then she slapped her hands over her mouth, mortified she had nearly screamed it. Then she heard him laughing. "I'm so sorry Sessh!"
"Don't, to one as young as you I am quite old." He said while still chuckling, it was rare moments as this that she actually acted her age. It was cute, and he enjoyed seeing her innocence.
"But that was rude of me, you look my age and yet...you're not!" she said. She couldn't believe it, she wouldn't never guessed it.
"Indeed, though I could easily look in my twenties if I wished." He replied. Then seeing her confused expression, started to explain. "I have the ability to appear as any age I choose, though I do not enjoy appearing this young." He said.
"Then why?" she asked.
"It is my father's idea, for what reason I do not know, but it is irritating." He said.
"So, are you going to age at all? Am I going to continue and you won't?" she asked. This was confusing, but then again, with him being a demon it wasn't completely ludicrous.
"He said that after this year I could age how I wanted, so if you wish, I could allow my appearance to age with you." He replied. He kind of liked that idea, it was a way to stay with her at all times. Staying in the same grade as her would allow him to protect her. Yes, he liked this idea very much.
"That would be cool, we'd stay in the same grade!" she said, reiterating his thoughts.
"Then it is decided." He said, then leaned back on the bench and closed his eyes. He had been angry with his father for making him stay this way, but in some way it had worked out in a good way. For whatever reason, he was thankful to have met Kagome. He would also enjoy watching her grow up, seeing her become a woman. He already cared for her, and he could tell that time would only enhance that feeling. Maybe, when she was old enough, he could finally tell her how he felt. Though for now, he was a friend, a protector. For now, it was enough.