“If you insist,” Natasha replied. Kicking Clint out of bed was certainly not top of her list of things to do, but as tempting as it was to lay around and be lazy for weeks she knew they had to keep in shape as well. It probably wouldn’t hurt her to get up and exercise a little herself, though she thought she might try something different, if only to give Clint a bit of time to himself to run on his own and enjoy this place at his own speed instead of feeling the need to be showing her around.

Selecting one of the dis to try, Natasha spread it over a piece of bread and chewed thoughtfully. It was sweet that he was concerned, but she hoped he didn’t let that put a stop to any fun he might have planned.

“Getting there,” she replied. “I think this is exactly what I needed.” After a full day of airplane and airport food, the fruit this morning, no matter how good, hadn’t quite cut it. The heavy bread and pasta would fill her and hopefully she would be back to rights by tomorrow.