(Course it is! Been dying to meet all the other DCers!!)
The printer finally wound down, and Diana rose from her seat to retrieve the set of documents she'd sent. It was all there, the drawings and articles, that shed light on where she had come from. It explained a little, but not all, of why the others didn't know her. She'd also taken time to research Frell for Ella; the answers there wouldn't likely please her fellow royal.
Thumbing through the pages first, Diana glanced up as she headed back towards her chair. The computer area had been busy during other visits, but the rain had cut down on the traffic, so now there was only a few people coming and going. She noted another newcomer who's eyes skittered over the workstations, deciding where to start, but her mind was elsewhere instead of investigating yet another stranger.
..wait..
She had started to sink into her chair, but the memory finally found a place in her mind and she stood back up instantly alert. Blinking, she looked over the young man again. The young man. Gods, could it really be..? Mentally she added a small blonde beard and mustache, impeccably groomed.