Hopper | Natasha
"Ah, so you're fresh off the boat, as they say." She grinned, it was nice not to be the newest one around, to have what was almost a decent amount of time on someone else. Not just a matter of days or anything like that, but real actual time. One whole month.
"I'll be honest," She warned, "I wouldn't think too hard about this place, that's a recipe for one of the worst headaches of your life." It was a joke mostly, but also true. Natasha had been used to a kind of crazy back home, but this place was something else all together. She still hadn't managed a fully formed opinion of this place, but she was here and there was no changing it - so she tried not to investigate her feelings too closely. Instead taking it for the gift it was. A chance to be with her favorite people again when she never should have had the chance.
"Me?" It was always a difficult thing to nail down where she was from. "All over really, but New York before I ended up here." Sort of, it was near enough and she wasn't about to go spilling all of her life to someone she had just met - though maybe that would have been good to, if she was really going to be turning over a new leaf.