Shinrai sat up quickly. KAMI THAT HURT! Her eyes narrowed on the hanyou, ready to attack. But he wasn't planning to attack her. Suspiciously, her eyes snapped to the exit. Seeing it open was good. She glanced at him. He hadn't moved. Also good. Her gaze shot around the shrine, noting the absence of others and the remains of a fire, then returned to him. He looked... unthreatening. Her aura subsided quickly. 

She sucked in a breath and sighed heavily. Very unprincess like.  But the adreniline was still rushing. And her ribs were hurting. So she continued to breath deeply, pausing when he spoke. She kept her eyes fixed on him the whole time. 

After his plea and explanation she finally looked away. With another sigh she settled back down on her back. It was undignified and vulnerable but it was too painful to rest any other way. She took a  moment to think, while dodging away from livewire memories and dreams. 

She smelled the sea, yes. Both from outside and from their clothing. She was also sandy and still damp, especially her back. The air was too muggy to allow for complete drying. She didn't remember landing in the sea or on the shore but she believed it and he really must have carried her here then. And he hadn't hurt her. 

Appologetically eyes roved back to him. "Forgive me," she rasped. She swallowed and continued stronger. "Thank you, ah...?" She paused and raised an eyebrow hoping he would fill in with his name.  Should she use her own when he asked?