"Neither." Natasha works for no man or agency. At least not here.
Without S.H.I.E.L.D. or Tony Stark or Nick Fury or any of those other guys who can unravel her past here to slap her wrist every time she acted out, there was no need to play nice. So she won't.
The nicest thing she can do is throw the enticing offer of an easy kill in his face. No sign of a weapon and the reputation of dying in the second week of the arena should be enough to confirm it: she's not a difficult target. So the scoreboard says otherwise--so what? It's known the Gamemakers enjoy padding the numbers on those that have pissed them off so maybe she unleashed fire upon them and got burnt.
"I came here to talk to you." Even putting her arms up in the air as she steps further into a cleared spot. To the trained eye, she's not vulnerable in the slightest. Never was. Her posture remains fluid, ready to snap back into place at any given moment despite the lethargic show she's put on. "There are questions only you can answer for me. I'm sure there are questions only I can answer for you. Why not take opportunity when it is given?"
Her native accent seeps through the last sentence as she turns her head in his direction. "They don't pay attention to us unless there is killing."
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Without S.H.I.E.L.D. or Tony Stark or Nick Fury or any of those other guys who can unravel her past here to slap her wrist every time she acted out, there was no need to play nice. So she won't.
The nicest thing she can do is throw the enticing offer of an easy kill in his face. No sign of a weapon and the reputation of dying in the second week of the arena should be enough to confirm it: she's not a difficult target. So the scoreboard says otherwise--so what? It's known the Gamemakers enjoy padding the numbers on those that have pissed them off so maybe she unleashed fire upon them and got burnt.
"I came here to talk to you." Even putting her arms up in the air as she steps further into a cleared spot. To the trained eye, she's not vulnerable in the slightest. Never was. Her posture remains fluid, ready to snap back into place at any given moment despite the lethargic show she's put on. "There are questions only you can answer for me. I'm sure there are questions only I can answer for you. Why not take opportunity when it is given?"
Her native accent seeps through the last sentence as she turns her head in his direction. "They don't pay attention to us unless there is killing."