Definitely sounding like it would be better for Natasha to lay low and not wander around the Nexus too much for a while. The last thing she needs is a murder of crows beating at her window demanding she ride into battle with them. Against a food cart owner or a vending machine or who even knows what.

Of course, what she says is none of that.

"Right. Of course." Playing along means less headaches for everyone involved. Especially Natasha. She nods. "Consider me warned for the months ahead."