It wasn't long after that the two dog demons excused themselves, with Sesshomaru claiming that they had a few things to discuss with someone called Koenma It left her and Shippo alone together neither really knowing what to say. And it was as she sat there propped up by pillows with the last vestiges of sleep leaving her mind that she came to a conclusion.
This is so… bizarre.
For her at least it hadn't been so long ago that Shippo had been a child weeping over her dying body, and now…
He's grown so much…
…I've missed so much…
"I'm sorry." He seemed to startle as the silence broke.
"What for?"
"For not being there for you while you were growing up."
He scoffed at her answer. "You may not have been there in a physical sense but you stood by us- all of us as best you could for as long as you could." His green eye searched hers for several minutes a frown pulling down on his lips. "Don't you remember? "
"Remember what?"
"Your time spent as a spirit." She searched her mind and did indeed find the memories he mentioned but the felt more like hearsay rather than an actual memory.
Just like she- I?- promised.
Her memories are mine… but there is no emotional attachment.
…Then I'll just have to make my own memories.
Reaching out toward him she drew him into an embrace that he eagerly returned by crawling into the bed and curling into her warmth just as he had done many times in the past. "I'll be here for you Shippo. I promise."
"I know momma, I love you."
She pressed her lip to his fore head before responding. "And I love you." The silence that followed this time was much more agreeable and she didn't hear his whispered words as sleep at last claimed her.
"Besides it is I who should be sorry after all."