It would have shocked her in terms of the difference between the times they’d been taken, but Diana assumed she would still be alive in 2023. She assumed she would be alive for quite a long while yet, as she was only nearing a thousand, and knew already that Gods and Goddesses lived much longer than that. She was only half of such, but Amazons were long lived as well. Her Aunt Antiope might have still been alive today if guns had not visited Themyscira along with Steve Trevor.
“I don’t think there is any force in the universe that could hold you in check if you did not want to be held, Thunder God,” she said softly, but with feeling. And she meant it. It was not a matter of power sets or strength or speed, at least on paper. Thor had a determination unlike anything Diana had ever seen before outside perhaps Hippolyta, Queen of the Amazons, and their savior as well.
Diana had looked down at their hands, linked as they were, as Thor had impressed upon her again that they were a team, partners. These behaviors did not make it easy to leave the romantic feelings at the door, but Diana was doing her best. If only because it had not been very long, and Diana had seen what happened to humans that rushed things too much. How much worse could the consequences be for such long lived things as them?
And then it didn’t matter anyway, because he surprised her somewhat with that question. Diana’s eyes rose from their hands to his face, and she shook her head. “No. No one.” Diana supposed this was as good a time as any to talk about Steve Trevor, and judging from how much time she and Thor were spending together, Steve Trevor was going to come up. “I met someone, when I left Themyscira in 1918. His name was Steve Trevor, and he was the first human and the first man I ever knew. We fought together, to help end World War I. We fell in love during that time, but it was fairly short. Even among the humans, it was short.”
She paused, considering how to explain what had happened, the sacrifice Steve had made. “A bomb had gone off, or some such thing, and my hearing was… fuzzy. I did not actually hear the last words he said to me, but I could read them on his lips. He flew a plane full of poison bombs into the sky and detonated it to save all those below while I fought my brother to end this war.” Diana shrugged, which was perhaps not the appropriate response to such a thing, but it had been nearly a hundred years since then. And now Diana looked a little embarrassed, and well she should.
“And then in 1984 I accidentally made a wish whilst holding an artifact of magical power and he was brought back in another human’s body for a very short time until he sacrificed himself an additional time to help me rid the world of said magical artifact. In my defense, Barbara said it was a trinket from a flea market and I did not think it would work. Is there anyone waiting for you?” She asked, not because she thought Thor would be the kind of person to do such a thing, but because she would now like to talk about anything else than that cursed wishing stone that Max Whoever-his-name-had-been had sucked into himself and ruined lives with.