Diana fully agreed that there was a marked difference in the way that humanity handled things and the way that the Amazons would have, but that was the entire point. The Amazons needed Mankind as much as the other way around, for fear of growing too rigid and inflexible. That was Diana’s opinion, having spent some time out in the world past Themyscira, and realizing what had happened to her people. Hippolyta had hidden them away, had pulled them away from Mankind. Mistakes had been made on both sides, of course, but the Amazons could not continue to grow without the humans to show them the way, either.
“That is the important part,” she said with a firm nod. “All it takes is one light against a sea of darkness.”
She had very little interest in the ghosts of the hotel, especially since she had just arrived. Thus far, she hadn’t had any outright interaction with them, nor had they tried to harm her. She also had no idea why any of them were here, nor when they would be allowed to leave, and since there was no way to get that information, Diana was perfectly fine to continue playing foosball and speaking with Peter. Perhaps a way to get the information they needed would come clear, but for now, there was literally nothing Diana could do.
As much as she hated waiting, she was absolutely stuck doing it. When her giggles faded, Diana reached up to run her hands through her hair, getting it more properly out of her face. “Would that that worked with electricity too.” Diana looked up at the nonworking lights above their heads and huffed. It was a soft sound of annoyance, but she’d certainly expressed it.