It was one of her talents; being comfortable in her own skin wherever she was. It had taken her a while, but eventually she'd learned how to compartmentalize. She still sometimes had problems finding herself, but that was better than...being no one at all.

Spying the remote in Bucky's hand, Natasha had to chuckle, combing back her hair with her fingers. "I only recognize a few of the words, but that's the power button, at least. Should we turn it on?"