Kagome turned slowly to look at Sesshoumaru in shock, her movements echoed by everyone else around as well. 'Did he just...? I'm pretty sure he did.' She thought to herself; even in her mind the words came slowly, just as stunned on the inside as she was on the outside.
Sango and Miroku exchanged glances before smiling widely. That had been the perfect answer, the right answer, and Sesshoumaru was sure to be rewarded for it. They were just unsure as to how. Miroku, of course, had his own ideas of just how Kagome might go about praising the taiyoukai's words but he didn't dare speak them aloud. It would only end in a headache.
Sesshoumaru took in her stunned expression with a smirk. Oh, he knew alright. He knew how she felt about being claimed. He knew how she felt about lots of things. That was the benefit of skulking in the shadows, hiding his scent and aura, and listening in on her conversations. He's waited too long to screw this up with poor word choices.
Slowly a smile spread across her face and a warmth spread through his chest. Yes, being obsessed did have its occasional benefits.