Natalia Romanova (![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} redledgerkiller) wrote in ![[info]](https://www.insanejournal.com/img/community.gif){kind=small} toboldlyrpg, |
After their brief conversation over the net, Natasha came to the conclusion that this Loki wasn't from her timeline, Which was a good thing. "What were you thinking?" She asked, as she noticed him staring off into space. Like Loki, Natasha was keen on details and reading people. Her frame sitting back in her seat across him as she came to take another sip of her drink.
Once the glass was settled her finger would run over the rim to let out that low pitch sound, almost music like. She didn't pressure him, or say anything of her timeline. But she did make sure to keep her guard up. With him, and the others. Once again, Nat took it upon herself to make sure no form of history would repeat itself here. On a ship in the middle of space.