Her smile got a little deeper, more relaxed. If nothing else, Diana believed in the ability of people to change for the better. Whether or not a Cainite qualified as 'people' varied, depending on her mood. But even she wasn't self-loathing enough to ignore the fact that she didn't have her old accent and that, in general, she didn't run around draining people dry for no good reason.

She didn't follow orders. Well, better to say she was more discerning when it came to orders.

Nevertheless, there was still one overwhelming question. "Okay, if you and I both think we deserve to be in Hell...how do we know this isn't it? I mean, we can't actually be in Ohio, right? Do you remember getting here? Because I definitely don't."

Logic. Artemis would be proud of her.