The social butterfly in Diana wanted to throw away everything else and ask about Italy. Was Peggy a Cainite? Diana tried to catch a glimpse of her aura, but her mind was too scattered to focus the way she usually did. A few fleeting colors spun around the air, but that didn't tell Diana enough.
But, she figured, there was no better way to build trust than over a mutual...experience, as it were.
"I...was USO in 1943," she said carefully. She cleared her throat. "Didn't exactly prepare me for..." she made a vague gesture, "...this."
Whatever this was.
Well, if nothing else, Diana had--as always, cast her lot almost immediately and without thinking. Selene would probably roll her eyes and remind her that she was too trusting. As if she needed reminding.
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But, she figured, there was no better way to build trust than over a mutual...experience, as it were.
"I...was USO in 1943," she said carefully. She cleared her throat. "Didn't exactly prepare me for..." she made a vague gesture, "...this."
Whatever this was.
Well, if nothing else, Diana had--as always, cast her lot almost immediately and without thinking. Selene would probably roll her eyes and remind her that she was too trusting. As if she needed reminding.