Matt asks his question and Natasha's heart rate spikes as her stomach plummets into her feet. She can hear it still. See the coolants leaking and she made the only choice she could make it was the right choice--there was no other choice. Her breathing stays steady and so undoubtedly does her expression but Matt knows better than the even voice Natasha uses.

"Blaze-37 and her Ghost. I think one of the scouts is missing yet too." The Washington kid Natasha could care less about. It's a goddamned blessing that psycho is gone so far as she's concerned. "And Azwel."