Angel flipped her gaze back towards him, immediately noticing that he was no longer wearing his kimono top. She looked surprised for just a second before she schooled her features into a look of indifference, not wanting him to know how affected she was by his current state of dress. She cursed her hormones again. After all, she was still a woman who could recognize a pleasing male and be affected by him. Even if she hated to admit it. Love and sexual encounters had never been on her mind, but in his presence, she felt a stirring within her that could not be explained. She studied him for just a moment before averting her gaze, noting that he was in shape and quite pleasing on the eyes.<br/><br/>She focused her gaze on the slumbering child, noticing how at ease the girl was in her presence. She was innocent and pure, completely trusting of those who had shown kindness to her. It was quite refreshing to see after all of the ugly in the world that she had witnessed. She felt a longing to see her own child, though Rose was not hers by blood. She had adopted the wolf pup when she had found her orphaned. Rose's own clan had turned their back on her, leaving her all alone to fend for herself. Angel had a soft spot for children and couldn't help but take the child in.<br/><br/>She was quiet, her gaze flicking back towards him and making a pointed effort to focus on his face and not his body. "I do not think it will be so easy to find him, but perhaps I will get lucky for once." She then paused, thinking for a moment. "Why are you helping me? I appreciate the aid, but it is unexpected. You said yourself that you do not usually offer your assistance so easily. So why am I different? Surely you must want something in return. What do you want from me?" Her tone was not rude nor disrespectful, she was simply curious about whether or not she owed him for his unexpected help.<br/><br/>It was obvious that Angel was unused to being shown kindness from strangers. After being alone for so long and fending for herself and her sister, she had come to distrust anyone that wasn't a part of her pack. What did he have to gain by helping her? She was no one worthy of mention. A leader of a clan that was barely thriving. She didn't have anything to offer him other than herself or her thanks. Surely he wasn't helping her out of the goodness of his heart. He didn't seem the type to do such a thing.<br/><br/>---<br/><br/>Naraku flicked his gaze towards the female guard, watching her for a moment before shifting his attention to Kohana as the two exchanged places. His gaze didn't leave Kohana as she approached him, setting the clothes down beside him and crouching next to him. He was shirtless at this point, his torn robes no longer able to cling to his upper body. The spider marking on his back would be visible beneath the curtain of wavy black hair. He stared at her for a moment, studying her before opening his mouth to speak. "Why have you decided to help me, woman?" He asked, his voice deep and velvety as he gazed at her with hooded red eyes.<br/><br/>He was a beautiful man, but he was also quite terrible. After all, he was evil and greedy for power. Truthfully, he could just absorb this woman and all of her guards and it would make him heal much faster and give him new power. And yet, he did not feel the urge to absorb this woman. Perhaps her guards, but not her. It baffled him because he could not explain why he felt like this towards her. What was so special about her? She was lovely, yes, but there had to be more to it than mere phyiscal attraction.