Her hand gentles on his, squeezing her eyes shut and allowing his body to encapsulate her in comforting warmth. It's hard to enjoy however when he goes and says that. She knows his self esteem can be weak, and that he's still finding his way in this new world. Both are understandable, but that doesn't mean she likes it. Her heart is pounding hard, and it feels like there's a stone in her belly. Suddenly, Natasha turns around to face him, feeling as though she has to hold him too, if only for a moment. Her hand slides over his arm until both of hers find his waist and she curls into his chest, but though she's much smaller it doesn't feel that way, not really.

"I wouldn't do this because I owed you." It's very important to her that their relationship not be quid pro quo. That alone would break her heart. She presses her ear wholly against his chest this time, unabashedly listening for his heartbeat and wondering what she can discern from its pattern.