The silver haired being nodded. "Even the stench of the beasts no longer assaults my nose," he said, glancing at Rebekah. "Your doing I take it?" There was a bit of an appreciative look in Sesshomaru's eyes. Having as finely honed senses as he did, coming across dead rotting flesh on a routine basis like he often did left him wishing for better times.
At her question, he glanced at the sky, thinking. "For a while I think. My lands in Japan are secure and safe and I wish to check up on those that I had taken under my protection here." Though his voice was neutral, it was clear that if Rebekah or her ilk had harmed any he had deemed his there would be violence.