Samus was brought to a cell and Mor handed her some clothes.
"What kind of clothes are these?" Samus was surprised.
"These are clothes suitable for a 'little sister'." The clothes Mol prepared were what is commonly known as Gothic Lolita.
Samus resisted, but it was no use with her five-year-old body.
"It suits you well, you're very cute."
Samus wasn't happy about the compliment. Having been adopted by the Chozo at the age of three and beginning her warrior training a few years later, fashion was not something she had any interest in.
So being forced to wear such clothes only made her feel embarrassed and humiliated.
"I hope you'll change your mind."
Mor left with those words, but Samus didn't take her clothes off. It was better than being naked. She told herself that and endured.
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