The duke has returned and he's preparing for war? That sounds like either code or something insidious if Natasha's ever heard it but she's not very certain what all that has to do with her. What would war to a bunch of birds even look like?

Swarms, poo projectiles, diving for treats? It sounds like a good day to conveniently be gone form the Nexus, in all honesty.

"And what do you want from me?" Whether Natasha will give it she won't say but it never hurts to ask. Be prepared.