Natasha snorts, lifting her glass a little. She won't take his admission too much to heart, but it's still not bad to hear. She's in no hurry to tell him it's been a struggle, but she's not above taking what encouragement she can. Anything to get through the night.

"If you mean how I don't join in, like this, mostly," she says. "Try not to think about it too much. Definitely try to avoid it as much as possible."

Except when she's getting dragged into it, playing the hero. She huffs, almost laughing at the thought. "And if that doesn't work, I still have your number around. Looked at it a few times, but it never seemed quite that bad."