The compliment made Natasha smile a little, a subtle turn of her mouth. Blink and you'd miss it. "Thank you," she said, stepping further into the apartment. She'd been here before, but with Loki, and that was to deliver early Christmas gifts - if you could count belongings that were meant to be in your possession anyway as a gift. And they'd left the goodies outside the door.
It seemed nice. The piano she made note of, but didn't ask about it. Yet.
She knew he was probably armed (so was she, but that was the way it always was - you sort of had to be, in this town) but that didn't stop her from reaching for him, a hand cupping his face to swipe a thumb along his cheekbone. "You look nice too." Said nearly teasingly, before she dropped her hand and it fell to his shoulder instead. "How's your arm?"