That was definitely flirtation. She's comfortable enough with what she's seen so far to feel safe he's not going to either be offended by her lack of respect or get the wrong idea.

"I've seen enough to know better than to let other people draw my conclusions for me," Natasha says, her voice still light but somehow more hollow than before. It's not a lie. And it's not memories that she cares to dredge up; no one likes remembering their mistakes. "It does make me wonder what they'd tell me about you, though."