"We'll get supper, then I'll set you up in the guest room," Diana said, rooting through her refrigerator. "I have leftover chicken, if that'll work for you."

Dawn shrugged. "I suppose." She flipped a page in the history book Diana had handed her. "I don't see why I have to read this whole thing."

"So you're not as lost here. I read it when I arrived, and it's helped." Diana set a platter of cold chicken on the stove. "I'll just heat these." She turned back to her fridge.

"So life here quite suits you?" Dawn asked.

"It does now. I was not quite at ease at first." Diana stood up holding a bowl of mashed potatoes. "You get used to it."

Dawn flipped another page and sighed. "I can't get used to this book though."

Diana chuckled. "For being the quiet child, you sure can complain."

Dawn shrugged. "I had to get louder when you left." She sat for a minute. "Do they have other books here?"

"Like what?"

"You know. I mean those." She pointed at the bookcase by the wall. "What are all of those?

"Many of them are novels," Diana said. "Fictional stories written by others?"

Dawn's eyes widened. "Stories? We don't have anything like that on Themyiscara. Just legends written by scribes."

"I know. But I vastly enjoy these." Diana glanced at the bookcase. "You may read any you wish, just be careful with them."

Dawn marched over and replaced the history book with a copy of Moby Dick. "What's this?"

"It's about a vengeful sea captain and his vendetta with a whale," Diana explained.

"Why did he hate the whale?" Dawn asked in confusion.

"It bit his leg off."

"I'm sure it had a reason."

Diana laughed. "Just read it, and maybe you'll find out more. How does that sound?"

Dawn nodded and opened to the first page.

~The Justice League~

"Dawn, get the book off the table, dinner time," Diana said, setting the chicken down. Dawn, nose still buried in the book, scooted back so the book was in her lap instead. Diana shook her head. "Some help might just be appreciated."

"Hmmm?" Dawn lifted her head. "Sorry Diana, what?"

"Would you like to help me?" Diana asked bemusedly.

"Um, yes of course." Dawn glanced around. "How do I mark my place?"

Diana reached up to the top of the bookcase and retrieved a bookmark. "Here."

"Thanks." Dawn stuck the bookmark in, closed the book and set it on her chair. "No whale yet," she remarked as she carried in the green beans.

"No, not for a while," Diana said.

"Then why is the book named after him?" Dawn asked. "And his picture's on the cover."

"To get people to read it perhaps," Diana suggested.

"Probably." She peered at the dinner table. "This smells good."

"Thanks. Sit down and we'll have at it."

"Huh?"

"Start eating."

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