She was silent and utterly still, for a few very tense moments. She didn't doubt he wasn't messing around and the fire crackling around his fist was a very clear confirmation of that. That was not something to ever underestimate, suit of armor or not.

...But, Samus wouldn't deny that she frequently craved a good spar, and The Captain was one of the very few people who could actually give her a challenge. Even if she was still believed this entire snowball fight escalation was rather childish and she was probably not taking this as seriously as he was.

An orange, metal-clad hand reached out and pushed him in the chest, inviting a punch.