[She listens carefully, trying to not let the emotions cross her face that the girl has already been here longer than she should. Her trust for this place also diminishes with those words. Any place that would force truths is dangerous. It's a tactic she knows well enough, but it makes the hair on her neck stand for a moment.]
They want us vulnerable, [She switches to Spanish for the ease of the girl. Natasha isn't sure what to do with that information, but she's aware of it. Her finger slips over one of the other petals though not picking it up. She's risked too much already, still feeling those raw emotions that the Red Room brought forth.]
I'm sorry you saw that. And I'm sorry you're here.
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They want us vulnerable, [She switches to Spanish for the ease of the girl. Natasha isn't sure what to do with that information, but she's aware of it. Her finger slips over one of the other petals though not picking it up. She's risked too much already, still feeling those raw emotions that the Red Room brought forth.]
I'm sorry you saw that. And I'm sorry you're here.