Diana noticed the redness this time, and was starting to understand that it must be her that caused it, because it only happened at fairly specific times. Usually when her face was close to his, and she wondered if perhaps her body temperature was warmer than his, or warmer than he was used to. She did not know how Amazons and Asgardians might interact, and that was to say nothing of whatever Zeus had left her. Which so far had been getting zapped twice, not that it bothered her. Ares had tried that, too, in a much more brutal way, and he had surely paid for that mistake.
Diana did not have her bracelets now, though, and so she did not know if she could catch Thor’s lightning the way she had her brother’s. “Well,” she said slowly, and she had been in front of him, looking at the ground, the very picture of innocence until she looked up, and one took in the predatory smile on her face and the fierce light in her eyes. Thor knew that look, and he was coming to know it well. “You would not have to lose, in that case.”
And she slammed into his chest with a laugh, knowing that even if she knocked him off his feet entirely, she still would not hurt him. She could put Thor through a wall without hurting him, more or less. What freedom there was in that.