She ponders that for a moment, lips pressed together in thought. "That's still more experience with them than I have." It feels... a little strange to admit, but Diana was the only child on Themyscira. She never had a birthday party like this.

Her brows rise, and after she finishes arranging the platters of food, she reaches for an empty plate for each of them. "That was my idea. Dylan wanted to learn to use a sword, so I thought his friends, might, too. I gave him his first blade as a gift." That is definitely pride in her voice.