The white noise was a welcome reprieve, as was the sudden rush of cold air when Barnes cracked the window. It did reek of the city, but that was fine with her. Anything was better than his unique scent, filling her nose and stirring up all those memories that were far better left locked away.

"I'm fine," she assured him when he asked. "Just...thinking. About the mission," she clarified, just to be clear. And in truth she had so many questions. "This seems to be a single creature," Natasha heard herself say. "Hopefully isolated to this specific area." Otherwise they were in trouble.

"I haven't heard any reports of anything elsewhere. Have you?" Surely Fury would have said so.