[She's saved the woman and, presumably, her child--but the scene is shifting now. Diana stands from her defensive position, marveling at the decor around her. This is probably the exact opposite of the place she'd just been, and it takes her a moment to adjust to it. And once she does, her eyes immediately focus on Erik.
She realizes, very suddenly, that the child must have been him. And though her heart wants to burst from knowing that, she's left too breathless by the sight of him to think about anything else.
He is collected, proud. Closer to the man she'd known before, but still somehow different. Something is... less broken in him, though she can't quite figure out why she thinks that. She listens to his conversation with the woman--Raven, she thinks, as she's met her before--and can only manage a confused murmur.]
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She realizes, very suddenly, that the child must have been him. And though her heart wants to burst from knowing that, she's left too breathless by the sight of him to think about anything else.
He is collected, proud. Closer to the man she'd known before, but still somehow different. Something is... less broken in him, though she can't quite figure out why she thinks that. She listens to his conversation with the woman--Raven, she thinks, as she's met her before--and can only manage a confused murmur.]
Erik?