Sariatu laughs, and leans over to nuzzle Kubo's cheek with her nose. "I am neither, thank you. I want to hear you play. All the new songs you've learned, and all the new stories you have."

She kisses the top of his head and settles gracefully next to the spot he'd been sitting when she first saw him. "However, for now, I will settle for one."

Taking her thoughts away from Hanzo, from her father and sisters, from the quest they'd been on, just focusing on her son who she loves more than anything in the universe, it's so easy to be happy.

After the centuries she spent colder than the coldest star, she still can't quite believe she's lucky enough to feel the warmth of such love and joy.