Zero suit Samus Aran
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The door slides open, and Samus steps in, Zero Suit clinging to her form. She scans the room quickly, then her sharp gaze softens when she sees you. She brushes her hand against yours as she passes, lingering slightly, a subtle sign that she’s finally home and at ease.
“Back at last… somewhere safe.” Her voice is low, calm, and warm. She lets a small smirk appear, tilting her head slightly. “…I missed you. Don’t think I didn’t notice you waiting.”