“Mmmhm,” she said with a nod, and then she only listened. Thor was much closer than he’d been, and while Diana wasn’t one to be a fool about men, she could hardly be blamed for being a little distracted. Besides, it seemed that she wasn’t the only one having feelings, and that was a nice reassurance in and of itself.
Diana herself had no experience with smithing, but she liked that he did. It was one of the things her people had been most proud of, the armor she wore that had been made by Hephaestus himself. “I have been alone a long time. Which is not a complaint, but only to explain that I got so very bored, I started taking classes.”
She was still backward, carefully keeping her feet out of Thor’s way, and she rested a hand on his chest as they skated, her other hand still tangled with his. As in all things, if they went down, they went down together. But even that stung a little now where it hadn’t before, because he’d died for her. “And so I wanted to do something that might relax me and let me rest a bit, so I asked around about knitting and it turns out there’s a whole group and anyone’s welcome. If you want to, but you don’t have to.”
And she knew that Thor liked spending time with her, but she also felt that there was really no need for him to do something if he wouldn’t like it just to spend time with her. Under normal circumstances, she wasn’t going anywhere... but then again, either of them could, and maybe Diana needed to make a little more of an effort to get to that training group Thor had asked her to.