"You think so?" he asks but let's his arms pull her closer so she's tight against his chest. A hand moves up to stroke through her hair as he hums gently considering the possibility.

"You think if I had a relationship like that with at Natasha she'd be jealous of you?" it's a mirror of the question he'd asked about her but he can't help but be curious. Natasha he knew felt like an echo, like it was hard to believe that he could have been with someone like that. It feels good to holder her, but her explanations aren't quite making sense when it comes to his memory.