Deciding to try our hand at painting, Samus and I wanted to capture the beauty and majesty of one of the most intriguing creatures we knew: Corrin in her dragon form. She was keen to oblige, the thought greatly pleasing her.

"How's this?" she asked, posing dramatically before the snowy backdrop of the landscape. "Ooh! Or how about this?"

"Perfect," I assured her.

"Stop moving around so much," Samus scolded, but deep down I knew she was having a good time. Whether it was just the two of us or together with our friends, Samus and I enjoyed doing all sorts of activities, her more so. Rock climbing, stargazing, even playing video games… Her excuse always remained the same: wanting to take a break from matches, but I knew better. She may not even realize it, but she's been coming out of her shell more and more. It was really nice to see.

Corrin began to get impatient. "Can I take a quick peek?"

Confident in my artistic skills, I turned the easel for her to see. She turned her head sideways as she scrutinized my work. "…My horns aren't that big, are they?"

"Y-yes, well…" I stammered sheepishly. "I made certain to highlight your best features."

"Samus, let's see yours," said Corrin. She complied, and we couldn't believe what we were looking at: Samus fearlessly riding on Corrin in space as they fought Ridley.

I chuckled. "Okay, now I know you're having too much fun." And she simply grinned. Corrin, however, was not amused.