Natasha had expected him to be there, but gazing around the place, feeling that sense of nostalgia, it was easy to get lost in it. She smirked and gave the man a nod as she walked toward him. "Just thinking," she admitted.
"So, have you had a look at the whole place yet?" She wanted to know how long he'd been there. Had he arrived that much earlier than she had? She hadn't even had time to check out her old quarters.
"I'm kind of worried about what we might find in the fridge."