[ She only spares a brief thought to loving how much of a show-off Diana can be sometimes, mostly because she's just so relieved to have the other woman in her space again, scent and touch and warmth and close enough for her to lift herself using the Amazon's strength, her hands braced on Diana's shoulders, for a light brush of lips. ]

It's okay. We're gonna be okay. [ Whatever this is, whatever's going on now, they've been through enough for her to know that this is just something they can knuckle down and endure together, too. ]

Shit, I just realized... we remembered. We haven't forgotten any of it. The city, each other... I thought I was gonna forget everything when I left.