I knew from the start it would be no easy task, but I must remain firm.
Samus was the most capable fighter I had ever met. Strong, ambitious… She is full of mettle and never backs down from a challenge. She has persevered through so many hardships but she strives to always come out on top. She was a true survivor.
…But she was still only human.
"Let me see it," I persisted calmly, having prepared everything I will need: saline solution, some gauze, bandages… Now I just need to get her to listen.
"It's fine, I can do it myself…" Samus reached to take the gauze from my hand but she suddenly winced, hissing in pain as she held her side again. Frustration was clear upon her countenance. I knew exactly what she was thinking: "I'm weak, I'm useless…"
When will she realize she doesn't have to be strong all the time?
"Samus… I'm not going anywhere until you let me help you."
She knew very well she would not win this battle, at last unzipping her zero suit down to the waist.
The wound there was deep. That last match must have been really rough. I commenced treating it carefully. I noticed some of the old scars she had, and all the while she remained quiet.
She seemed so self-conscious…
My voice was gentle. "Battles, scars… How can I see such things…" and I tenderly kissed the back of her shoulder. "…when all I see is you? And I think you are beautiful."
