Well, it is done. Maybe I can finally find peace. I have always wanted to learn how to knit.

…mmrh. I thought I was done fighting, but it seems that's​ not meant to be.

But if I'm needed, far be it from me to stand aside and do nothing about it.

Huh. It seems I'm not quite dead yet. Some would consider that a blessing, in its own way.

Unfortunately, I don't think meditation would be practical for me, but thank you for the advice.

It's…more complicated than that.

…sigh. Alright.

…this is acceptable, is it? My knees are still a bit sore from the sixty foot drop from my last mission.

…mh. Can't believe I'm actually doing this. Alright.

In…out. In. Out.

…haaa. Tch.

It smells like…flowers. Is this supposed to help?

The smell is too strong. It's uncomfortable.

…thanks.

Don't be so hard on him. On all accounts, it should be a well-kept secret what I look like beneath the suit.

…if you excuse me, a fool seems to have unleashed a few Metroids into the world. I am going to rid the galaxy of said fool.

After which, perhaps I'll tackle the Metroids.

I have no time for talking.

…

Enough.