Noriaki let out a sigh as she looked up towards the sky. She was suddenly concerned for the others she left behind, well, partially. Yuki was rather...blunt, Kaede was, of course, the one she was missing most of all, but they all had their charms. There was that one demon slayer...Akane, was it? She had a charm all her own, and a face that was missing Noriaki's lips pressed against it. With another sigh, the regret was setting in, regret that she left them behind, she wasn't even sure if they were safe. She was even less sure that they had even noticed that she was gone. Perhaps she came on a bit too strongly? Her feelings expressed were genuine...even if no one seemed to notice. Maybe she would make a course back for Kyoto and hope to pick up their back trail. It was a plan. Not a great one, but it was all she had to go on. 

The sound of clinking and clanking armor rustled Noriaki from her mental state. Searching the immediate area, her eyes picked up on a figure passed out on the grass, not too far from where Noriaki was currently sitting. She rose to her feet and, with a slight jog, approached the body. Noriaki's face went slightly blush as the armored figure came into view. And suddenly the guardians were pushed from the front of her mind. 

"Is this an angel that has fallen to ground before my eyes...an angel of battle, fallen from the heavens above for my benefit. My, just...look at these immaculate thighs...surely they can belong only to one from divine origins. Oh, what separates my gaze from her inner beauty, but a piece of cloth...do I....do I dare lift...do I dare gaze...do I dare caress this fine, angelic skin?" 

Noriaki's hands hovered above the fallen warrior's thighs. Her hands were shaking, fully aware of the..immoral slant of her actions, or the actions she was considering. 

"I do dare. One peak, one touch, one caress, and then aid." Noriaki nodded. She reached her hands down and placed a palm onto the woman's thigh. "This skin...this feeling...heavenly. Truly, I have been blessed this day."

Noriaki left her hand on the woman's thigh, a smile full of lechery on her lips, disappearing for a moment when some village children stumbled across the scene; Noriaki told them to seek the innkeeper and medical advisor and some cloth so that the woman could rest and recover. But as soon as the children ran off to complete their task, Noriaki's hand returned to the thigh and the smile to her face.

"I am blessed, indeed."