She doesn't know what to expect from him. Despite being very old, Diana has not spent all that much time around people outside Themyscira--not much time for her, anyway. She's friendly with plenty of people, closer to some others, but there has never really been a time when she has discussed the more... difficult parts of her departure from Themyscira. She's alluded to parts of it, but has always done her best to leave out the details. It just seems easier that way. Now, there's no way to avoid it.

But Steve moves the conversation along for her, and there's no way to describe the relief and gratitude that fills her chest. He offers a practical response, and it helps her center herself, to push down the conflicted feelings that had risen to the surface at the birds' echoes. What he says about the Draconae makes sense; they've been nothing but hospitable to their Summoned visitors, and have done everything in their power to keep them from danger. "I think you are right, on both accounts. Perhaps they will have some insight into how to defend against them." If such a thing is possible.

Again, she doesn't answer immediately, taking a moment to assess herself. She can't say she isn't shaken, but there's comfort in Steve's silent understanding. So she nods. "I'm good." She sounds convincing, even to herself. "We should keep moving."