[She notices him keeping a lookout only because she's doing the same. It's hard to break a five thousand year old habit, and honestly she's never tried. Remaining aware of one's surroundings at all times was the first lesson Antiope taught her troops, and Diana was no exception. In fact, she's fairly certain the general had drilled it into her mind harder than any Amazon before her. But she can't begrudge her aunt for that--it's saved her life on more than one occasion.

Her smile doesn't leave her lips, and she even legs a quiet laugh slip.]

No, it isn't. There isn't a lot of crime where I'm from.

[There isn't any, actually. Everyone on Themyscira was always able to get anything they needed; there was no reason to steal or kill. She hasn't been there in a century, but she can't imagine it being any other way.]

You could say I'm the black sheep of the family. [Mostly because she ran away to... well, not patrol cities at night to put petty criminals in their place, but that's what she's ended up doing for now, isn't it? She can imagine the looks she'd get from her sisters if they saw how she was trying to uphold their sacred duty.]

What about you? You clearly have experience doing this.