Typically Diana was a light sleeper but in the embrace of her children, in the place, she felt safest, the woman was genuinely sleeping peacefully. The fortress of solitude was a place that even outranked her home of Themyscira, because of Clark’s presence. It soothed her. And thus, when he entered the room she didn’t stir. When the twins’ father kissed her cheek. Diana sighed softly. Hearing him speak, as he gently stirred her from the peaceful slumber, her eyes fluttered open and gazed tenderly into his face as he laid with her and the children. “Hi..” She spoke, a slight smile upon her face. “Naw my love, it’s alright.” Speaking in a whispered tone, reaching and placing her hand upon his.