She did not feel radiant, at least until Thor took her face in his hands and kissed her forehead. And she did fall silent, taking a moment to just enjoy his closeness, even the scent of him familiar. “I suppose we shall cross that bridge when we come to it, but I doubt whatever is running this hotel would make such a grave oversight.” Having never met Loki, Diana was not clear on their powers and abilities, but even she might have agreed that they would’ve been an exception.
Thor had let go of her face, but she had not stepped away, loathe to put space between them. It had only been two days, but when those two days had been presented as the beginning of the rest of her life without him in any capacity, it had been an awful two days. And so she took the opportunity while their faces were so close together, and kissed him. It was a soft, slow thing, for she had every intention of taking her time; she had not known she would ever get another kiss, and she wanted to enjoy this one.
She should message Natasha, but her phone was the furthest thing from her mind.