Her mouth curls in a half smile when she hears his quiet comment, though she doesn't call him on it yet. It's clear that he's deep in thought and she doesn't want to interrupt the process. No matter where it ends. Honestly, if she'd had time to think about it, she would have expected this to hurt more. But there's something - it's not nice, really, but something right about trying to help this version of the man she loves look into his memories.

Natasha meets his eyes when he looks at her, head tipping thoughtfully as she considers his question. Her fingers are still moving idly along his arm. "We did. I think I was the fault in the code," she answers, sounding amused by her choice of terminology. "We never got rid of it completely, but it wasn't functional anymore. Were the Wakandans able to remove it entirely?" she asks, scanning his face as she gives his arm a gently squeeze. "That's incredible."