"At least someone's enjoying this."

Natasha runs her hand over her face. She's not used to being embarrassed, and she doesn't find she likes the experience. Especially considering it's proof she can't control herself as well as she'd thought she could.

"Not worried you're going to end up on the menu?" It's an empty threat. And he can probably see that as well. Her control had been slipping with Arthur, but it wasn't like the last time they'd met, with blood in the air.