It was a mark of how tired Thor was that he opted to make his own coffee as well, leaving Diana with a personal cup she hadn’t actually wanted. She’d had her coffee this morning already, but she’d drink this, too. Better than it going to waste, after all, and so she took a sip with a rueful smile and then cast an eye toward the bed. If that glance happened to be somewhat concerned, well, it wasn’t every day someone told her to watch herself before she sat on an axe.
“I think I will stand, then,” she said, and then she took a moment to really look at it. “Is this Stormbreaker?” She asked, utterly derailed by the movement of the hotel. Thor had mentioned this weapon before, and she was intrigued.
In point of fact, Diana was not bulletproof, nor invulnerable. She was wicked fast and her bracelets were bulletproof, but she could absolutely be shot or run through with a sword... or hit with an axe. “Yes, I do.” She nodded, returning to the present conversation with another sip of coffee. “If you’d like to, of course. Else I can go alone.” She shrugged, not because she didn’t want Thor’s company, but because realistically, she could go by herself.