Diana did not have as much of a social life as she one day would, but her days now were also a far cry from her life outside of here, in New York City. She had been very solitary before coming here, and was pleased that that was changing. Oh, Anakin had asked her a question, and quite a valid one.
“I do, but not in the same ways,” she said serenely. “I grew up learning formations that were meant to fit into a phalanx, but when I set out on my own, I had to adjust somewhat.”
And so now Diana used different weapons, in different ways. Being alone meant that she had to think situations through that much more, and plan for things that elsewise, she might have had help with. It had sharpened her skills in some ways, but it did make fighting in a team something of a disused skill. A shame, that.