the night air in Washington at this time of year fills your chest and takes seconds to warm, chilling your throat and nose and bringing your cheeks a faint redness. This wasn’t the most pleasant weather but strolling the streets made it more palatable at least, kept your blood flowing in your veins. Diana was in a bit ahead now, not trace of worry on her fine features. She examines the surrounding buildings with a wise serene kind of look about her. You joined the league a couple months ago and still some of its senior members are intimating to you. She knows this of course and startles you with her voice, hot breath floating away from her lips in the chilly air

“You may walk beside me you know. I will not, oh what does Barry say… ah I will not bite you should you approach”

she laughs quietly at the things mortals say. She’ll never tire of hearing the maxims they weave with effortless grace