As I sat high up on the roof—another of my customary places—I continued to polish my lyre, looking over to the sunset as its deep orange light shone over the snowy landscape. No matter how I tried to not dwell upon it, what had transpired earlier still frustrated me. It was the first time Samus and I ever argued. I saw a side to her that only cared about winning, and I didn't like it, but instead of trying to talk things out, I let my own anger get the better of me…

My solitude was suddenly disturbed as I sensed Samus approaching. She knew me well enough to know just where to find me. She joined me, and for a while we simply sat there in silence, watching the sunset.

She was the first to speak. "I shouldn't have let some stupid match come between us…"

After another moment of silence, I ultimately spoke my mind as well. "…I suppose I was no better. Our methods of fighting are different, yes, but it was exhilarating getting to fight by your side."

"Yeah?" she smiled, and I smiled back as that spark of determination returned to her eyes. "Next time let's show 'em what we really got. Win or lose, let's continue to do our best."

I nodded in agreement. Now this was the side of her I loved seeing: confident, ambitious… If she won't give up, then neither will I. Having reconciled, we returned our attention to a new horizon before us.