“Sweets.” Natasha knows it’s been hard for you, you just recently escaped the hell that Hydra is and the effects still linger. She sees it in your feral eyes and the way you tense up around anyone who isn’t her.

“You gotta stop that. You’re doing what Hydra wants you to do, not what you want to do.” She tells you as you wipe the blood off of your hands. You got into a bad fight, you wanted to kill them but you couldn’t.

“Not everyone is a threat.”