She knows a handshake when she sees one, at least, although her inclination is more toward clasping arms. She closes the gap between them enough to grasp Samus' hand with surprising, wiry strength.
"Heh. I get the impression I'm an oddity here." Everyone else looks so pristine, clean and healthy. She's been people-watching. "My world is mostly desert. This much green is...mm."
It's beautiful, is what it is, in a way that makes her unutterably sad.
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"Heh. I get the impression I'm an oddity here." Everyone else looks so pristine, clean and healthy. She's been people-watching. "My world is mostly desert. This much green is...mm."
It's beautiful, is what it is, in a way that makes her unutterably sad.