"I flew through a small storm system to get here. It can linger," she says, not looking terribly surprised, but at least a little surprised. She knew a few shapeshifters, but it was always something of a novelty for her.

"Diana. Of Themyscira, though I suppose that has less meaning here than it did in my own world. A pleasure, Steve." The smile she gave him was genuine. That he shared a first name with one of her oldest friends had to be a good omen.