Kubo shifted his eye away from hers, but held her hands tightly. He knew that she hadn't wanted the life they'd had for him. That she never wanted to leave him responsible for her care in their quiet home, but people sometimes did not get what they wanted in life.
"You were so strong and brave and - and you fought so hard, and you shouldn't have . . . I wish you hadn't had to die that way."
He hadn't even seen it. He'd grabbed his shamisen, looked up, and she'd been a wooden charm in pieces. Not even a being anymore.
"And I wish I could have lived with Father."
His father had wanted that, too. He'd wondered what his father would have been like, in all ways, but including the most mundane - how Hanzo would have taught him things, what their conversations about unimportant things would have been, if his father just would have liked the sort of person Kubo was. He'd gotten such a resounding yes to that answer, that it only left him with a wish for more answers.
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Kubo shifted his eye away from hers, but held her hands tightly. He knew that she hadn't wanted the life they'd had for him. That she never wanted to leave him responsible for her care in their quiet home, but people sometimes did not get what they wanted in life.
"You were so strong and brave and - and you fought so hard, and you shouldn't have . . . I wish you hadn't had to die that way."
He hadn't even seen it. He'd grabbed his shamisen, looked up, and she'd been a wooden charm in pieces. Not even a being anymore.
"And I wish I could have lived with Father."
His father had wanted that, too. He'd wondered what his father would have been like, in all ways, but including the most mundane - how Hanzo would have taught him things, what their conversations about unimportant things would have been, if his father just would have liked the sort of person Kubo was. He'd gotten such a resounding yes to that answer, that it only left him with a wish for more answers.