Natasha laughed at Sam's quips, waving her hand in agreement as he headed out of the room and deeper into the house. She wasn't too surprised to find the Winter Soldier's gaze directly on her once Wilson was out of the immediate vicinity, but the Black Widow was a master of interrogation, herself.
"Not one that was current, no." An easy answer, given freely, with no outward stress attached. It wasn't any of Barnes' business what she wanted with the former SHIELD agent, just as it wasn't any of anyone else's business what Natasha was going to do once she did get her hands on Margaret Carter's great-niece.
"A lot of people have had to change carriers and numbers since the world has repopulated," she reminded him, gesturing to the phone on his own hip. "And we're still playing catch-up, getting databases and servers realigned. Which," she added, "doesn't make my job any easier."
Natasha glanced over when Sarah appeared in the doorway beside Barnes, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Supper's almost done, y'all," she reported with a smile. "Be about fifteen more minutes."
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"Not one that was current, no." An easy answer, given freely, with no outward stress attached. It wasn't any of Barnes' business what she wanted with the former SHIELD agent, just as it wasn't any of anyone else's business what Natasha was going to do once she did get her hands on Margaret Carter's great-niece.
"A lot of people have had to change carriers and numbers since the world has repopulated," she reminded him, gesturing to the phone on his own hip. "And we're still playing catch-up, getting databases and servers realigned. Which," she added, "doesn't make my job any easier."
Natasha glanced over when Sarah appeared in the doorway beside Barnes, placing a hand on his shoulder. "Supper's almost done, y'all," she reported with a smile. "Be about fifteen more minutes."