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Meanwhile, outside of the parties...
And while the rest of the Chalice celebrates in loud parties, in the Arboretum, Samus sits, crosslegged and with closed eyes, under the biggest tree. As she usually does, in fact - people may have already started to grow accustomed to seeing her there, really. One wonders when the hell this woman sleeps, given the amount of time she spends there.
She's not really one for parties, and she doesn't really understand this Christmas business (being raised by aliens from another dimension will do that). It seems to be some kind of thanks festival, but the details of it elude the mind of someone operating on Chozo logic, for now.
And so, she never saw a particular reason to participate in any of the festivities. She intends to simply spend the day with her thoughts. Much to think about, after all.
(I figured there would be people that preferred to chat a bit with the weirdo in the Arboretum, or variously chill out around, rather than go to the parties. Hence, here we are!)
She's not really one for parties, and she doesn't really understand this Christmas business (being raised by aliens from another dimension will do that). It seems to be some kind of thanks festival, but the details of it elude the mind of someone operating on Chozo logic, for now.
And so, she never saw a particular reason to participate in any of the festivities. She intends to simply spend the day with her thoughts. Much to think about, after all.
(I figured there would be people that preferred to chat a bit with the weirdo in the Arboretum, or variously chill out around, rather than go to the parties. Hence, here we are!)
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When something is enjoyed could affect how much you enjoy it as well.
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To a planet, a day is merely like a beating of the heart to you. Something that is, but has no more significance than the continuation of existence. But it is the beings on it that make the mind of a planet, and so, things like days become important because we decide they are. We choose which day is important because some must be.
The greatest power of the sentient mind is to give a meaning, a reason to that which never had. It is our gift back to the planet that births us... [Samus smiles slightly] but that does not mean we should lose sight of the fact that we do so rather at random, rather than because of any inherent importance.
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He must mean a lot to you huh.
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[Samus really reminds him of someone else.]
The image of you arguing with a large bird is quite amusing though.
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