"It was our job to save it, and we couldn't stop it. Tony and Bruce..." She shakes her head. If she understood more about the computer intelligence of it all, maybe she could have helped, but she didn't. At least somewhere in the end, lives were saved and that was positive. She sighs against him and leans in to touch her lips to his collar gently.

All decisions have consequences, even the best of them do. Natasha knows that as well as anyone else. She fights on what she considers to be the right side and yet still takes lives, her decisions still create waves of implications-- every single one of them.

"I think you are probably right." Moving around, she slides her arms around his neck and pulls him down so that she can press her lips against his softly. After all they've shared, she can't help but want to know what it's like to feel this type of closeness, this gentle touch of his mouth against hers. She gives him all the room needed to pull away if he wishes, never wanting to force anything upon anyone-- but curious and soft at first, all the same.