"Well," Samus started when the elevator finally slowed to a halt and the doors slid open, "There wouldn't be anywhere to stand anyway."

In front of them was a glassed in terrace that allowed viewing of the main armory. Immense was an understatement. Huge, endless racks that held a seemingly infinite amount of armor, weapons, ammunition, and spare parts stretched in every direction from the floor too far below to the ceiling too far above between walls too far away to be seen. This was one of the places that reminded Samus just how large Stacy was.

Samus stepped out of the elevator and walked over to the only thing they actually had contact with, a computer terminal in front of the large window.