Usually, the right response was nowhere near this difficult for Natasha to come up with. It wasn't a familiar feeling, to be so at a loss. Wanda wasn't even asking particularly provoking questions; she wasn't probing for sore points on purpose. Natasha had always been straightforward with Wanda, she hadn't sugarcoated much, and it turned out that had been a much easier thing to do before Wanda had been the one to come back alive. Because the honest answer was that when she'd returned to Seven, she'd been even more isolated than she'd been before. Victors weren't regarded with nearly as much awe back in the districts as they were in the Capitol; there was a certain wariness around them, and Natasha had never had real family that she could have returned to. She'd been alone.
Which was more or less the exact situation that Wanda would be walking into. Only made more difficult by the fact that she hadn't had to know loneliness before the Games. And now it would be one more thing to adjust to.
"I suppose it does feel that way," Natasha said. She kept a penthouse here, now, a very nice one, and overall, she probably ended up spending about as much time there as she did her house in the victor's village of her district. "I found things to occupy my time with. I chose dancing for my talent, so I spent a lot of time doing that." She'd missed her old job, which had surprised her, but no one had seemed very comfortable letting sharp objects back in her hands. "I preferred it here, ultimately. There were more things to keep busy with. More people to see." By the time she'd turned seventeen, she'd been such a fixture here it seemed as though she'd never come from anywhere else at times.
"If you wanted to stay, you could stay," Natasha offered, and she was surprised to her herself say it. The impulse to keep an eye on Wanda was too strong to be overridden, apparently, at least until she'd sent her off with a better read on how to stick to her narrative. Until she had a better read on what Stane's feelings about the girl and everything she'd sparked off were. "I have the space, that's all."