Diana let out a sigh. [color=firebrick]"You would do well not to judge other kingdoms as if they were your own. Remnant is a large place. You can't afford to be so close minded..."[/color] With that Diana was done talking. She had lost the motive to continue arguing, she had realised she was guilty of what she'd been telling Marlin not to be. This miffed her as most thing do. She was very close to spilling her past to Marlin but had managed to hold it back. He didn't deserve it, not yet at least. 

Diana then looked up at the entrance of the shuttle bay that would take them up to Beacon. The trip would be silent, Diana was clearly not wishing to talk to Marlin out of fear of starting an argument, and a little bit of spite. She looked over her list of supplies and frowned at the bottom item. "Prosthetic legs (knees down)" She had an assortment of measurements underneath it that she took while looking after Hansa albeit very indiscriminately. Then She would head up into Ozpin's office and wait for Marlin to do whatever it was he had to do.