Natasha listened, watching Stephen as he continued his explanation. Effectively, if she'd understood him correctly, they'd branched off into their own timeline so she was not... the original Natasha. It was enough to give someone who had a substantially larger ego than her an identity crisis.
"So a fracture in the timeline dragged us all here," she muttered, flexing her fingers against her upper arms. "And-" she sighed and looked at the people moving around them. "The civilians? Everyone else? How have they been impacted?"
Turbulence didn't sound good. "Who else has been dragged here? How wide-reaching is the impact?"
At least they hadn't been sucked into another dimension.