Natasha became a little quiet as she thought of her home. She hadn't wanted to leave New Orleans. She hadn't wanted to go to Texas. This was especially true considering she had done so without any knowledge of what happened to her older sister. Natasha still worried about Laure. She still had hope that the woman was still alive somewhere.
"It was a good city," she finally said.
She took off her shoes then and moved back onto the bed, resting against the wall. Natasha pulled her feet up under her as she shrugged, "I understand. I like it."
Natasha tugged at her hair a little as she brushed it back to pull it into a ponytail. "Do you like living in the capitol?"