Angel was lost in the depths of her nightmare, unable to feel her sword trying to wake her or the comfort that Rin had unconsciously given her. It was only when she felt a touch on her cheek and soft works coaxing her to awaken that she was able to break free. Her blue eye snapped opened as she awoke, body tensing out of instinct. She fixed her gaze on Sesshomaru and was startled by how close he was. She started to pull away from him, wanting to put distance between them, but then she realized that something was pressed against her side. She looked down and saw Rin, curled against her and fast asleep. Her body relaxed at the sight of the child as she remembered who she was with. She looked at him, quite aware of what had happened. "...I apologize."<br/><br/>She forced her body to fully relax, taking a moment to catch her breath as she felt out of breath from her nightmare. She lifted a bandaged hand, wiping the sweat from her brow. She then looked back at him, frowning slightly. "I didn't mean to fall asleep." Her voice was quiet, not wanting to disturb the slumbering child tucked against her. She lowered her gaze towards Rin, reaching out with a hand and gently stroked her unruly black hair that was so similar to her own. She was a sweet child.<br/><br/>"I apologize for disturbing you with my nightmares, Sesshomaru." She knew that she should refer to him as 'lord' but she was too prideful for that. Not to mention, if people wanted her to respect them, they had to first earn it. Yes, she had heard of his exploits and knew that he was a fair lord. He was certainly someone worth respecting, but Angel wasn't the type to believe in rumors when it could be that he wasn't actually worthy of showing respect towards. After all, she didn't know the man.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>While she was gone, he woke up again. His red eyes slid open and he stared blankly up at the ceiling of the room he was in. He could not sense Kohana nearby but he knew she had left someone to watch over him. He turned his head in the direction of the woman standing guard, silent as he eyed her before he moved to sit up. His wound flared in agony, but he ignored it as he forced himself to sit up properly. He glanced down, lifting a hand to examine his wound. It was still healing but it was no longer gushing blood as it had been before Kohana had found him. He would have to thank her for that.<br/><br/>He turned his head towards the door, keen hearing catching the sound of footsteps that foretold that the half demon woman was returning to his room. He didn't know why she had left it, but he supposed that it didn't really matter. He waited patiently for her to slip inside of the room, feeling strong enough to finally communicate with her. He wanted to know her intentions.