Samus has a dream

In her dreams, Samus found herself standing in the middle of a market. Dressed in the attire of the Hijab upgrade. Alya was right beside her. Dressed much like her, it put the bounty hunter at ease. An ease she had not felt in some time.

"What do you think, Samirah?" Alya inquired and Samus's gaze swiveled over. Meeting her companion's gaze, she reached out to her hand. Grabbing hold, she could feel Alya's gloves. Squeezing tight, Alya squeezed back.

"This is even better than how it looked in the pictures." 'Samirah' announced, trying her hardest to not her feelings get the better of her. Why did it have to happen now of all times?

"I know. Well worth the trip." Alya answered, Samirah's cheeks going ablaze. Trying to find the words here, she found herself at a complete loss. Her mind was the absolute worst in that regard.

"Yeah..." Samirah answered, light piercing through the dreamscape. "Just a little bit longer..."