[Location: Titans Tower – Observation Deck | Time: 10:12 PM, Earth Standard Time]

The stars looked different from here.

She didn’t have to guess — you hadn’t said a word since you floated into the room, quiet as moonlight and twice as distant. But Donna could feel it. The way you stood at the edge of the glass, arms folded behind your back, head tilted just slightly like you were trying to map the constellations into something familiar. Something Martian.

She approached softly, boots whispering over metal. “Pretty, huh?” she asked, nodding toward the sky. “Took me a few months to stop missing Themyscira’s horizon. The world looks louder from here.”

You didn’t look at her right away. Just kept watching the stars. “It’s not the noise,” you said eventually, your voice layered with something ancient — deep, but melodic. “It’s the silence between them.”

Donna stepped beside you, arms crossing. “You’ll get used to it. The silence, the stares. The way humans say your name like it’s an apology.”

At that, you glanced at her, surprised. Donna just smirked. “I’ve been the outsider before. Amazon among mortals. Hero among skeptics. Woman among gods. Trust me — the label wears off. What you do? That’s what sticks.”

You were quiet for a beat, then finally: “Your lasso... it doesn’t hurt.”

She blinked. “What?”

“Most things wrapped in truth burn. But yours… steadies.”

That caught her off guard. It wasn’t praise. It was observation. But it made her feel seen in a way few words ever did.

“I think,” she said slowly, “that maybe you're not as new to this as you think.”

“I’ve read the files,” you replied. “On all of you.”

Donna gave a soft laugh. “So you’ve read what I’ve done. But do you know who I am?”

You turned then, finally facing her. “No. But I’d like to.”

That softened something in her. Enough that she extended a hand. “Then let’s start with names. I’m Donna. You already know the rest.”

You took her hand in yours — larger, colder, but no less real. “And I am learning. Every hour, I learn more.”

She tilted her head. “Good. Because this team — we’re not just warriors. We’re family. Messy, loud, complicated. But real.”

You nodded. “Then I will try… to belong.”

Donna squeezed your hand once before letting go. “You don’t have to try. Just be. The rest? That’s what we’re here for.”

Outside, the stars kept watching — silent, eternal.

But here, in the glass-walled heart of Titans Tower, something new began to burn.

And it wasn’t silence.