[Blunt as it is, it is in earnest. Samus spent most of her younger life in the company of men/male species, with females being oddly uncommon in her experiences. And as Adam well knew, Samus didn't care if she was mistaken for the wrong gender, or a robot, or whatever.
Gender shouldn't define your ability to care about someone, enough to pick them up or even offer a hand.
Her eyes dart down to his hand as it touches hers; not flinching, permitting its presence, but inviting it any closer. At least not until he rolls his shoulder. Samus leans back and sips her drink.]
no subject
[Blunt as it is, it is in earnest. Samus spent most of her younger life in the company of men/male species, with females being oddly uncommon in her experiences. And as Adam well knew, Samus didn't care if she was mistaken for the wrong gender, or a robot, or whatever.
Gender shouldn't define your ability to care about someone, enough to pick them up or even offer a hand.
Her eyes dart down to his hand as it touches hers; not flinching, permitting its presence, but inviting it any closer. At least not until he rolls his shoulder. Samus leans back and sips her drink.]
Maybe I actually came here to offer mine.
How much is it bothering you?