True, it has no elegance, but the sheer scope and riotous creativity of it is enough to give it some beauty, in Sariatu's mind, at least.

"Mmm," she agrees, falling into step next to him. "That would be entirely too unsettling. I'm glad I had enough foresight to choose someplace isolated, instead of a village or fortress."

Not that she would've chosen Hanzo's fortress anyway. Without Hanzo, it would've just broken her heart every time, with people occupying it or without.

"What is yours?" she asks after a moment.