He isn't wrong, though Diana wouldn't have considered it such before leaving. To her, it was simply home; there were places outside the island, but it had never really occurred to her that they would be much different from her own home. She knows now how naïve she had been to think so. But the Amazons' contact with the outside world over the millennia was limited, to say the least. Most of their more "modern" knowledge was courtesy of wreckage washing up on their shores. There wasn't much to use to base a belief on how the rest of the world had evolved while they were still seemingly stuck in time.

Her smile turns a little wry, and she tilts her head back to look up at the stars. "Yes, I suppose so." But every Amazon knew every other Amazon, their likes and dislikes, their favorite haunts. It was difficult to keep much of anything a secret. "Still, I miss it. There is no other place on Earth like it." If she could, she would return today; but there doesn't seem to be a way to do that yet, so she has accepted her lot as it is.