[Kubo was going to advise him to follow the sound of the shamisen if he got lost, but well, probably Kyou can figure that one out for himself.
So two hours later, he's jogged down to the hole in the Hab that lowers into the series of underground misty caverns that had been built when Beetle arrived. Small streams issue from the surrounding piney mountains, trickling into the hole as small, separate waterfalls. Kubo sits by the entrance, where rough stairs are carved into the mossy stone, and plays a gentle stream tune while he waits, tapping the small looper machine on his belt to play one of his prerecorded percussion tracks. His father's bow and his mother's sword lean on the stone beside him.]
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So two hours later, he's jogged down to the hole in the Hab that lowers into the series of underground misty caverns that had been built when Beetle arrived. Small streams issue from the surrounding piney mountains, trickling into the hole as small, separate waterfalls. Kubo sits by the entrance, where rough stairs are carved into the mossy stone, and plays a gentle stream tune while he waits, tapping the small looper machine on his belt to play one of his prerecorded percussion tracks. His father's bow and his mother's sword lean on the stone beside him.]