Diana hasn't been in such a big rush to return to her own world for reasons she considers selfish; Ares is dead, but so is Steve Trevor. So are so many other people, because of the War. This new adventure, removed from her own world, had seemed almost a boon, a means to step away from the horror and pain, even if only for a brief time. Ares was dead, so men could begin to heal; she has faith that they will do so. And that selfish part of her wants time to heal, too. Or at least forget for a little while.
She doesn't supply that her people were literally created for that purpose; she's comfortable enough to let the subject drop. For some reason, people don't seem to grasp the enormity of the charge laid upon the Amazons, and she's tried explaining it one too many times over the past weeks to want to try again right now. Instead, she smiles; "Then I think my consideration will have to become a reality." Meeting people sounds like exactly what she wants to do in this place, especially more Summoned. She's curious to know about their worlds, their lives. Hopefully, they'll be as kind as Jayce is right now.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Something in her soul shudders at his words, but she keeps her expression from showing it, only letting her sympathy show. His isn't the first such tale she's heard since coming here. More worlds than she could have imagined seem to have some kind of active war or conflict. It makes her wonder at the cause. "Communication, negotiation, and reciprocated shows of good faith." It's a rote repetition, some of the basics she'd learned of diplomacy while working with her childhood tutors. "But it is hard work. There is no one perfect solution to be found without cooperation. But I know in my heart that it is possible." Maybe she sounds naïve (even a little to her own ears), but it's still what she believes.
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She doesn't supply that her people were literally created for that purpose; she's comfortable enough to let the subject drop. For some reason, people don't seem to grasp the enormity of the charge laid upon the Amazons, and she's tried explaining it one too many times over the past weeks to want to try again right now. Instead, she smiles; "Then I think my consideration will have to become a reality." Meeting people sounds like exactly what she wants to do in this place, especially more Summoned. She's curious to know about their worlds, their lives. Hopefully, they'll be as kind as Jayce is right now.
"I'm sorry to hear that." Something in her soul shudders at his words, but she keeps her expression from showing it, only letting her sympathy show. His isn't the first such tale she's heard since coming here. More worlds than she could have imagined seem to have some kind of active war or conflict. It makes her wonder at the cause. "Communication, negotiation, and reciprocated shows of good faith." It's a rote repetition, some of the basics she'd learned of diplomacy while working with her childhood tutors. "But it is hard work. There is no one perfect solution to be found without cooperation. But I know in my heart that it is possible." Maybe she sounds naïve (even a little to her own ears), but it's still what she believes.