She nodded, not sure what brought this on. The demon had thoroughly perplexed her by his actions. They continued to eat in silence, one of them content and joyous, the other completely confused. 'This Sesshoumaru...enjoys her presence. It is soothing.' "Sesshoumaru? How long do you supposed the training would last?" she inquired, and he stopped, one berry left in his hand. Not even thinking before answering, he was beginning to wonder if he had indeed, truly lost his mind already. "Three Hundred and Sixty-Five Days." Popping the last berry in his mouth, he quickly turned to pick her up in his arms, hearing her protest at the length of the time specified, which he ignored as he took to the skies. All that mattered to him was the fact that she was here, in his arms. She would be near for his last days. And perhaps in that time, he could find favor in her eyes for him. If he lost, he lost. He at least indulged...for a brief while.