"I would not have said it if I were not sure," Diana says firmly, so much confidence in her tone it might seem as though Diana is never unsure.

She keeps one hand on Sara's shoulder as she moves aside, steadying or comforting—or perhaps steeling her own resolve.

When Sara is out of the way, Diana thrusts her own hand in the box, wincing as she cuts her hand, her bracelets by and large protecting her wrist.