"I know." Quietly said. And she did know. Barnes was a brawler, a vicious animal trained to attack on command, and a helluva bulwark to shoot around. Even as formidable as she was, Natasha knew she didn't hold a candle to the sort of damage a wolf like this was capable of.

"How about...I handle the locals and you do the ground work? We can meet in the middle, so to speak, and compare notes." A compromise, and one that possibly wouldn't end up causing more trouble than it was worth. "We'll just be a couple of city slickers out on vacation, sight-seeing, maybe looking for a place to settle down."

That way they both had a job that didn't really require the other. And it just might preserve what sanity each of them still possessed. Although Natasha just knew that some sort of monkey wrench would get tossed into the mix; her luck was just that abysmal.

"Sound good?