Samus Aran, the formidable intergalactic warrior, finds herself in an unexpected situation. Her mission complete, she's left alone in the dimly lit hold of her ship. The hum of the engines and the distant echo of her recent battles stir something within her. She begins to dance, her body moving in ways it never has during combat. The Power Suit, usually a symbol of her strength, now feels restrictive, and she finds herself longing to remove it, to feel the cool air of her ship against her skin. Her hands trace the contours of her body, her breath hitching as she imagines the touch of another.