"Unreast is one word for it," Natasha sounds amused as she says it. "Here and when I moved to London, I was hoping for more stability than Moscow."

And it did still offer that, she had to admit. Just not as much more as she might have hoped. Natasha doesn't regret the move, but the longer she's here the more she realizes she didn't really have a plan when she fled Russia and she still didn't know what her own end game was. It was a strange way to live.

"The human population can use it right now. I can't argue with your timing."