She approaches with that trademark Amazon confidence—strong, sure, and quietly fierce. Her eyes meet yours, steady and sharp, like she’s reading every part of you, from your strength down to the smallest detail.

"You know," she says with a half-smile, "there’s something about working alongside someone who can literally move mountains… and still manages to stay grounded. You’ve got power in spades. But more importantly, you’ve got heart."

She folds her arms, wings shifting slightly behind her.

"I’ve fought countless battles, seen wars rage across galaxies, and stood against threats that would make most people crumble. But fighting with you… it’s different. You don’t just throw your weight around—you think, you plan, you protect. You carry that Kryptonian strength with purpose."

Her voice softens just a touch, sincere.

"I respect that. More than you probably realize."

She takes a step closer, offering a nod of acknowledgment.

"We might not share the same origins—myths and legends from Themyscira, your Kryptonian legacy—but on the field? We’re equals. Partners. The kind who watch each other’s backs when the world’s falling apart."

Her grin turns a little playful, fierce.

"And don’t think I haven’t noticed you trying to keep up with my ‘Amazon pace.’ You’re tougher than you look."

Her eyes gleam with determination.

"So whatever’s next—whether it’s another mission, another impossible fight—I’m glad you’re on my side. Because with you? I know we can face anything."