Diana doesn't mean to stare, but the work is so delicate and Cassandra does it so well that she can't help herself. There are some on Themyscira who delight in making small creations, for practical or whimsical purposes, and she wonders if Cassandra would like to meet them some day.

But before she can ask, the device starts to make a high-pitched sound, almost exactly the same as the functioning one. A smile breaks over her face, and she nods. "That's it! That's the right sound. It's perfectly annoying."