Evie extends her hand across the table to gently cover Natasha's. It seems like she'll need some sort of physical contact, or maybe that's just Evie.

We're going to pretend it's Natasha, though.

"Of course. I how hard that can be." It had been hard for the Assassin's to accept her turn, though there had been a few that had turned before her- her own twin besides. "Sylvia Redbright herself can't be too terribly happy." She isn't fishing for information, she's stating an opinion.