"I'm always distracted by how good your body moves." Natasha flirts back with him easily, keeping the banter playful. It's something to focus on that's not introspective, a pattern break to hopefully give him some relief until they can get back to the apartment. She makes a mental note to ask him if there's anything else he wants to be doing as he works through the mess that's been left behind in his mind.

She hums thoughtfully as she takes a bite of her pastry. "I can't say I've played much parcheesi. You'll have to remind me of the rules. How about gin?"