#//given he's seen miroku hit on pretty much every woman ever reguardless of age with a few exceptions

[karikitdemonrp]

Kari curled up a bit in Miroku's arms when she was caught, though her body was kind of tense even in her sleep.

Kagome blinked. "I asked Inuyasha to set a place up. Inuyasha, where did you set up Kari's spot for her to rest?" Kagome asked while Sango stood up, catching what the monk said.

"Miroku, you are staying here. I will take Kari to get some rest." She ordered with glare. "I've finished me food already. I don't trust you to be alone with her yet. Knowing you, you might do something stupid like with every other girl you meet." The demon slayer huffed, lying about having finished her food since her bowls still clearly half full of rice and stew.

Kagome gave a slight groan. "Sango, I know Miroku has a... reputation, but he hasn't done anything to any girl Kari's age... I don't think. Thats why I asked Kari how old she was, to get that informationout there. And besides, he never actually does anything, just asks that one question. Though, I'll admit, it is very forward and... unnecessary... and Kari has already dealt with a lot as it is... and no child should be asked such a thing. " Kagome thought for a moment then began to feel a shiver down her spine, remembering how she first met the monk. "I agree with Sango. Miroku, you're not allowed to be alone with Kari for the foreseeable future. Give her to someone else so they can tuck her in." The young priestess huffed while Sango nodded in agreement.

Kari whimpered slightly at the noise and tried to move to dampen what noise she could. The child wasn't happy with all the noise then moved to make a grabbing gesture with her hands, letting out a weak whine upon realizing she didn't have her plush rabbit. "Tsu...ki..." The child let out a pitiful whimper, having dropped said plush rabbit when she passed out. Tsukuba had landed next to Inuyasha, face up with it's forever smiling face.

It was a rather adorable bunny upon closer inspection given the circumstance. One eye had long been missing, the other an adorable dark brown button. The body was mostly patch work at this point, sewn together with crude stit hing though some of the original fabric still remained. It was supposed to be a cream colored rabbit, at least mostly, with velvety soft fluffy and cute sewn on pads that had the texture of the thread to provide a bit of a sensory variety. The ears once stood up right, able to be adjusted but now one torn in half and the other tattered but still intact, albeit with some crude patch work. The tail was surprisingly intact with not much change to it aside from some staining. Bits of brown and some dark reds, or was that a weird red-brown? It was hard to determine. Either way this plushie had seen better days but it was clear Kari did her best to fix it up to keep it around for a long time, obviously caring for it deeply.

Again, Kari called out the name of her plush rabbit with a whimper, now moving a bit in Mioku's arms a bit distressed but not fully concious. Her movements were also rather weak and easy to deal with given her current state, on the verge of being in deep sleep.

Miroku, who had been watching the conversation unfold with a calm expression, was quick to act as Kari began to fall. His reflexes kicked in, and he caught her gently just before her head hit the ground. Cradling the now-sleeping child in his arms, he chuckled softly, his warm gaze falling on the little girl. “Well, I suppose that’s decided. Guess we’re going to bed and skipping the bath for tonight.”

He glanced up at the group, his expression a mix of amusement and sympathy. “It seems she’s been carrying a heavy load for someone so young. Can’t blame her for crashing after a good meal. Do we have a place set up for her yet?”