[ He suspects she's an inherently graceful woman, whether she knows the steps or not. Though there's still a readiness, an awareness of his surroundings that's unsettled because their surroundings are unsettling and will remain so, some of the tension eases from his jaw, from around his eyes. Her smile doesn't hurt; it makes this feel a bit less like a nightmare, like being trapped in the worst parts of his own head. ]
It's good to meet you, Diana. [ Not just a formality, as far as he's concerned. He's profoundly grateful for her presence here, even if he wouldn't have wished it on her if he'd had the choice. ]
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It's good to meet you, Diana. [ Not just a formality, as far as he's concerned. He's profoundly grateful for her presence here, even if he wouldn't have wished it on her if he'd had the choice. ]
Steve, [ he offers in return. ]