"I'm not the best at this kind of thing, you know. Don't spread it around."

Natasha pulls one leg up bent at the knee so she can perch in her seat while they start descending toward the clouds again. Spending a day flying around like this....feels nostalgic, but not in a bad way. Especially considering she hasn't had to shoot anyone once yet today. No crisis to avert. It's nice to get out of the complex even for a day.

"But, thank you. For helping me with this. Even if it doesn't mean much to Steve, it's important to try and Live a little. However we have to."