Ah, of course. It is easy to fall back into old patterns, but this isn't the League. And she is still vulnerable enough that perhaps it would be unwise to test her luck and risk giving the medics even more work. Diana bows her head slightly toward the woman, setting the sword back in its place.

"At your leave," she says, feeling almost cheerful. It helps that the woman could easily be mistaken for a Themysciran herself. She stretches, while the woman strips off her armor, loosening up muscles that normally did not require so much care, offering her name as she does: "I'm Diana."