Megohime smelled the front of his shirt, having missed the way he smelled, nodding. "Yeah, somethin' like that." She said, resting her head against his chest.
Jin smiled softly up at Kojurou when he opened the door, looking tired herself. "Forgive me, my husband, Akihime-dono says my treatment went well, and my recovery smoothly, that I no longer am ill.." Treatment, illness? Akihime must've done something, changed something or manipulate Jin's mind so she thought she was gone only for an ailing health; she wasn't told of her previous state of mind, or simply didn't remember it.