Well, now, that was just asking for it, and even Diana could read those signs. She’d have had to have been blind not to. Thor had lowered his head when she’d tugged on his beard and he had not straightened again, bringing their faces closer together and all but rumbling that soft challenge. And Diana had been all set to take him up on it, too, her eyes closing and almost coming up on her tiptoes to crush her mouth to his, and nevermind that she was so sure he’d push her away. It was an absolute certainty, but Diana did not back down from a challenge.
Wonder of wonders, she didn’t have to, because this Hotel might as well have been in their own personal Underworld, remember? She had been ignoring the ghost of Steve Trevor since she had stepped out of her room, out of the hotel, and nearing the trees as she’d walked with Thor. His face had grown ever angrier and more dramatic as she and Thor had gotten closer, and as it turned out, she had been the one asking for it.
There was an explosion in the sky that only Diana heard, and she jumped in the air and literally shrieked, clapping a hand over her mouth to try to keep the sound in. She looked up at said explosion that only she could see, and realized that she was actually seeing Steve’s plane explode again in the sky above her.
“I’m sorry, I-“ Diana apologized immediately, looking away from the explosion and back to Thor, but she’d stepped away when she’d jumped and pulled her hand from his in the bargain. “I still wouldn’t call them malevolent as yet, but it does appear these ghosts are quite dramatic.”
Diana looked about as annoyed as she got, but it was not Thor she was looking at with that expression. Steve was back, and you know, if he’d been living, Diana might’ve thrown him through a hecking window.