[Long ago, Diana had chosen to position herself as a rock for the new gods. There were few on this planet who had been alive as long as her, and even fewer still who knew what it could mean to be a god. She had found herself in an entirely unique position that she had gladly embraced. And all these centuries later, she doesn't regret that one bit.

Especially not now, when Koby has come to her for advice. She pauses just a few feet away from him, her concerned expression turning contemplative. She can understand what he means, though it has been a long time since she felt as much herself. Her forehead furrows slightly, a delicate line forming between her brows, before smoothing into reassurance.]

You are still young. [She doesn't say it condescendingly; it's more affectionate.] Your abilities are bound to grow with you. Have you thought about where this feeling is pointing you? What you might want to do?