Angel didn't stir during the journey to the hut, her exhaustion keeping her in a deep sleep. Of course, if she was in any danger, her sword would rouse her from slumber like it had when Rin and Sesshomaru had first approached her. The sword was sentient and loyal to its mistress. She unconsciously snuggled closer to the source of warmth, which was actually his chest. Despite the cold armor, she could still feel his heat radiating from his body. It soothed her and made her feel safe, allowing her to sleep peacefully for once. Normally she got little sleep due to the nightmares that often frequented her dreams, but she was currently in a dreamless sleep and that was good. Her body certainly needed to recover.<br/><br/>She didn't rouse when they reached the hut and he set her down, but she did release a very soft whimper of protest as her source of heat disappeared. She curled up, still asleep. She would sleep for quite a few hours before the nightmares caught up with her. The nightmares were usually always the same: the night of her clan's massacre. It was always different, but the end game was the same every time: she died at the hands of Atsuki. She began to sweat, a soft whimper escaping her lips as she curled further against herself.<br/><br/>Her sword pulsed, but it was not enough to wake her from the nightmare gripping her and disturbing her sleep. This was the very reason she normally slept away from others, not wanting to disturb them with her nightmares that got really bad. She hated to show weakness.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Naraku had never expected such kindness to be turned towards him. He was darkness personified and he knew that he did not deserve it and yet, he couldn't help but greedily leech to it. He stroked her cheek for a moment longer before allowing his hand to fall, his eyes drifting closed once more. He was tired again, but he registered her words. It was good for her to think of his as a full demon and not a half demon like herself. Not many knew that he was only half demon and he planned to keep it that way as he tried to become a full demon.<br/><br/>That quest would have to wait while he recovered, though. He could only hope that his wounds would heal swiftly. He drifted off back into unconsciousness, his expression peaceful and making him seem young and trouble-free. He probably didn't look as menacing as he usually looked.