"Personally...?" Diana says, shooting Steve a sideways glance. She starts to say something, but gets caught on it, her eyes clouding as she thinks back over what they've been through.

"I'm not sure how to answer that. Lately it seems to have been a string of tortures, and somehow enduring each of them makes me less myself."

Her wings spread slightly, demonstrative.

"And it seems I lose friends again and again, one way or the other. But I continue."