It was easy enough to see how people could succumb to this show, but Kagome had been around enough overbearing men with pretty eyes and hair far nicer than hers to be sidetracked by tricks. Plus, raising a kit came in handy – she saw the display for what it was.
A show.
She tilted her head up best she could, standing her ground.
"Untrained," she snapped, swatting at the hand still on her cheek, "and unaware of where I was."
She ducked under his arm, knowing full well that the only reason she could was because he let her. Her human speed, while improving, was nothing against the level of youkai this one was.
With that in mind, she bent over to grab her container, turning around so she could face the kitsune as she walked backwards. He was standing still, leaning against the tree now, but she caught the telltale upturn of lip – he was amused.
Well. Nothing for it then. Kagome waved, smiling, and turned to dart back the way she'd come.
"Thanks!" She hollered behind her. She knew that without his consent she never would have left the forest he'd claimed.