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Basecamp, Myles had finished installing the Ice Shot into her arm cannon... now Samus had sat back near the shallow water.
Myles stares at his reflection and touches his big nose. Nora had noticed too.
"What's wrong Mac? Got a zit on your nose, here let me pop it!" Nora enters Myles's personal space.
"Oh- oh! No It's nothing. Just admiring my reflection." Myles lies, Samus notes how he clenches his fist.
Nora frowns. "Are you sure Big Mac?"
Myles's whole spine flinched. "Big Mac? Uh... Find a better nickname will you?"
Nora crosses her arms. "You've got self image issues don't you? About that big old thing? Don't worry Myles. My body's got it'sfair share of flaws."
Nora opens her visor. And thinks and thinks.
Nora sighs. "... I'm coming up blank. Sorry, got a bit to eager."
"Yeah, you're beautiful. I want to look like that." Myles says. Then he curls in on himself.
"Oh... really?" Nora says, she's processing the unexpected turn of events, but in the end she says, "That nose, huh... really gets you."
Myles nods.
"Myles." Samus says. "I think you have beautiful eyes." The problem with being so well respected was that her words carried heavy weight, so she said what she meant.
Myles had beautiful feminine eyes. Eyes that filled with tears of joy.
"Thank you".
It's then that Nora says. "I don't have it with me, but why don't we bring out your eyes with some eyeliner, when we get home?"
Myles nods.