"You had a hard time remembering your life before. I'm not surprised it was a name that didn't get used often." Department X had spent years tinkering with his mind before Natasha knew him. It makes sense to her that some things were able to slip through the cracks - things he wouldn't necessarily be thinking about or focusing on. Still, she's glad to hear he's looking into his time with Steve when they were younger. The history books won't tell him everything. But it'll give him a starting point. And it means he's thinking about that part of his life.

The fact that he can't seem to remember the parts of his life that have her in them feel like a shadow that might crash down on her. But she's careful not to look over her shoulder at it. Her own feelings can wait until later when she's got an empty hotel room and a bottle of vodka. He's just managed to cut the lead on him for the first time in decades. She can't - she won't - begrudge whatever it is that floats to the surface.

Her eyes drift around the interior of the room as she mulls over what she can tell him. Maybe it's not the right story, but being here she can't help but think about it. And maybe having some pieces of it will help him put the puzzle together. "We were here together once on the tail end of a mission. There was an old tape deck here then. We danced to the tape that was in it. We were going to come back after we escaped but I got out and you didn't. I never thought I'd see this place again."