In this moment, confronted by something she had only ever imagined (and, now that she sees it laid out before her, she realizes she had imagined it badly), she can only stare. His hand atop hers is a comfort, one she hadn't even known she'd needed until it's given to her. But it's grounding, which is fitting since they're apparently floating around in space. Diana curls her fingers against the glass, pressing the back of her hand into his palm as she does.

"How did we get here?" She's more than a little breathless, taken by the awe of seeing the stars before her, closer than they've ever been.