[Diana gives a quiet oh! as the umbrella appears, clearly impressed by the trick. She hadn't seen a lot of magic on Themyscira, and as far as she knows, it isn't very common in the world of man. To see someone flaunting it so openly here is exciting. After a beat, she steps under the offered shelter, reaching up to push her wet hair from her face.
The name Asgard stirs a memory, but she can't quite grasp it yet. Still, she answers in kind:]
I am Diana of Themyscira. I am very glad to meet you, Loki of Asgard. [She offers her hand to shake, or her forearm to grasp; she isn't picky.]
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The name Asgard stirs a memory, but she can't quite grasp it yet. Still, she answers in kind:]
I am Diana of Themyscira. I am very glad to meet you, Loki of Asgard. [She offers her hand to shake, or her forearm to grasp; she isn't picky.]