"I've seen the ones that have come through the hotel. I'm not worried." And she wasn't. Natasha wasn't stupid, of course, but she'd paid attention during the past conversations, and had listened to what others said about various supernatural creatures. It helped, too, that Peggy had asked about the weaknesses the other day, which had garnered more information that she'd scanned since then.
And if she really wanted to know about their weaknesses, she could always turn her attention to Will Graham.
When John spoke, Natasha slowed her pace, but didn't stop. You never wanted to let a would-be stalker know that you were aware of their presence. Instead, she lowered her voice and for the first time all night, glanced over at Constantine. "Which direction?"