"Natasha. Romanoff," she replied. "Doesn't matter," she didn't really care what people called her. She didn't put much stalk in names either. She had so many aliases and had been so many people at this point none of it really mattered anymore.
Natasha gave a little shrug of her shoulders and tilted her head a bit. "Ish," she replied. Yeah, the work she was doing back home was pretty important, but she was going to downplay it. "I think Earth will probably survive without me though," she went on. "Last I heard you'd been practicing a little arson. You're not going to burn this place down, are you?"
"Yeah," Natasha confirmed. "-is hard to believe," she finished his sentence. "Sorry to be the barer of bad news."