Understanding lights his eyes, unflinching from the invasion of his space. A smile tugs at his lips as he hums.

"So you are the one who made such a mess of her that she was screaming at me for a bath when she got home."

Amusement, rather than any real flash of jealousy, is written clearly across his face. His Lao Wen certainly has an eye for beauty. "Thank you for seeing to her needs before she could reach me."

No promises on guiding Sesshoumaru to his mate though.