"Weird mostly," he says still smiling at her. He presses his head into her fingers a little bit more seeking out the attention, it's been decades since he's felt something like this and even if it's just for a bit he's gonna enjoy it.

Things go quite again for a bit, letting things be. He's never been much of one to force conversation or make things go places they aren't going to naturally go. However one question floats to the top of his head and he can't help to ask it.

"Your guy, yeah, you loved him a lot right? Would he be upset at this right now?" It's a weird question, asking about what another version of yourself would think about something. Yet, he's never had a proper relationship, he can't imagine what his own answer would be so he has to ask Natasha.