"Лисичка," he murmurs, a little fond, a lot wry. "So quick-tempered." He holds up both hands before she can snap at him and adds, "But like Steve said, you're right. Both about this and before - about Yelena."

Natasha shakes her head at him. "You idiot man. Of course I am." She smiles, a little, the hidden worry in her glance easing slightly. "Go to sleep. I promise I'll wake you both if anything happens. Nakia and I are trading watches to keep the pilots company."