She really couldn’t help that, the tendency she had to say most things as if she were standing at a religious altar when she said them. Hippolyta had been a serious woman, and the Amazons were not known for fun. They could and did have it, but they had been first and foremost warriors, messengers of the Gods and defenders of humanity. As the humans said, it was a pretty serious gig.
She also couldn’t help bumping her nose against his as he smiled for her, and she did finally step back, but she took his hand and tugged him to get them out of this cursed hallway. It wasn’t that she minded if they were seen, but rather that it was kind of rude to just stand in public kissing. In Diana’s admittedly quite old-fashioned opinion. There were obviously exceptions, as she had just done so, but now she was more aware of it.
“Rituals like what?” She asked, and then a better question occurred to her. “And why?” It had come to her attention in the process of having to meet and introduce herself to so many that she had liked it a lot better when it was just Diana of Themyscira. There was a lot more to it now. She also didn’t actually know what the Avengers were, as Thor had mentioned the Guardians but not them, but she’d asked enough questions. And she knew what the word “avenge” meant anyway. She’d just used it the other day.
Diana didn’t fully realize the hilarity, but she’d quite literally told Natasha, an Avenger, that Thor hadn’t gone unavenged.