[Something tickles the back of Diana's mind, as if she should know the place he's speaking of, but she can't quite figure out why that is. She's drawn away from trying to figure it out rather quickly though, and she has to slowly repeat what he's said, trying to convince herself she hasn't misheard.]
A... version of me.
[Well, why not? People on this station seemed to come from all planets and times. Perhaps there is another her, in another time or place. It certainly would not be out of the realm of possibility. Especially not now.
At his question, she shakes her head regretfully.]
I do not, Kaldur'ahm. But if any--version of me would work alongside you, then I would welcome you as a friend now.
[And the strangeness of this situation seems to have slipped off her like oil on the skin. She smiles brilliantly, sincere.]
no subject
A... version of me.
[Well, why not? People on this station seemed to come from all planets and times. Perhaps there is another her, in another time or place. It certainly would not be out of the realm of possibility. Especially not now.
At his question, she shakes her head regretfully.]
I do not, Kaldur'ahm. But if any--version of me would work alongside you, then I would welcome you as a friend now.
[And the strangeness of this situation seems to have slipped off her like oil on the skin. She smiles brilliantly, sincere.]