"The fuckin' multiverse," Natasha agrees, her mouth quirking into a little smirk. It's all a little unbelievable. A little ridiculous. She always seems to find herself at the business end of some dangerous situation. Honestly, it's sort of nice to just have to deal with ridiculous instead.

Though she's sure the danger is still coming.

"Didn't have much of a choice. The Red Room contracted him to help with our training at first. Then he and I started going on missions together. That gave me time to navigate around the programming and get to know him." There's that same tone that's always there when she talks about the Red Room, like she's dutifully going through it because she knows it's better to talk about it. But there's a peculiar hint of nostalgia there too. "He'd sneak into my window at night. Said he slept better there."