She looks down at her chest

"Say, computer. If only there were a way that I could make food for the suit passively without any additional equipment..." Teased Samus

"I am unsure of what you suggest, synthesizing a suitable food source for the zero suit would at least necessitate the transport of some additional items." Replied the computer, seemingly bewildered

Samus instructed the suit to retract, leaving her skin bare. She took a handful of her breasts in each hand, her perky 32DDs feeling more than ample for her plans. She tweaked her cute pink nipples, causing them to stand to attention. "Breast milk. My body can make milk and I can just allow the suit to feed on it. That way, I don't have to do anything to feed the suit except make milk passively in my tits."

The computer paused, and Samus felt her pussy moisten. The though of her zero suit being able to suck her tits to top itself up with energy at any time was erotic, would she be able to deal with the potentially near-constant stimulation? She massaged her left boob with her hand as the computer responded, "That is a convenient solution. I had not considered that possibility. Of course, you must first be made capable of producing breast milk. The natural way would of course be to bear a child, but I predict that that is not the ideal method for you."

"You're right. That won't be ideal for me." She replies