His eyes were searching as he looked her over, not moving from his place in the doorway, and the hairs on the back of her neck stood on end.
Was this Sesshoumaru's home? It seemed so unlikely. He'd basically been a nomad during their fight against Naraku, and even in the few years after her return, she'd never heard Rin speak of him having a permanent residence anywhere.
"How are you feeling?" His voice was soft, seeking, and not at all what Kagome remembered.
She rubbed her temples, the headache that had woken her resurfacing. "My head hurts," she admitted.
"That is to be expected."
"Is it?" Did he know what had happened to her?
"Hnn." He left it at that, as if it were a complete sentence, and a frown furrowed Kagome's brow. Was she not privy to the information? Or did he not deem her worthy due to her human heritage?
He may have just been an ally, but she'd thought he'd at least shed his prestigious views separating youkai and humans. Hadn't Bakusaiga formed due to his need to protect Rin and Kohaku?
His hand on hers had her thoughts splintering, her frown deepening as he inspected it closely. "The burns seem to have fully healed."
"Burns?" she echoed.
Sesshoumaru inclined his head. "It appears your mentor is still good for something."