Widow lowered the gun, so it pointed at the grass, giving Hawkeye a blank look, her eyes full of annoyance. "Excuse me if i'm not quick to trust people who come to funerals in masks and make efforts to conceal themselves in trees" She bites back. "That does not exactly scream trustworthy to me."
Natasha put the gun away slowly, after sizing the masked woman up, she decides she could take her no problem in hand to hand, should the need arise. She follows the woman's gaze and instantly knows she is lying, the hesitation in her voice is too obvious. "You're a very bad Liar" She comments, folding her arms.
She feels quite justified in her mistrust of this woman, they were part of a secret branch of the government that dealt with supernatural threats, it was hardly a leap in judgement to be the tiniest bit paranoid. Villains appeared on an almost weekly basis trying to cause some sort of trouble and she nearly snorts at Hawkeye, who is probably only thinking with a southern part of his anatomy. The widow continues to stare hard at the woman, especially now that they are facing one another, something about her simply screams familiar and it is becoming quite irritating now.