I get it. You're not the only person in this car that's made some choices in life. [Natasha doubts they're exactly the same choices - 'raised by a shady foreign government organization that produces assassins' is pretty specific in terms of a life story. But the details don't always matter. There's a lot of ways for people to end up in the same place. There's a familiar note of atonement in his voice.]

I've got red in my ledger. I'm trying to wipe it out. [Her other less-than-sunny mantra, but it gets the job done. And it gets the message across without delving too far into her particular sins either.

She turns the car out onto the main road. It's late enough that it's empty, so she gets the car up to a quick, easy cruising speed.] I'm not in LA all the time. But the job keeps me pretty mobile. [In short: she might not always be around, but it won't be hard for her to get there if she's needed.]