Putting his face on Hillingdon, of all the people she knows in that faction, is probably among the most comforting way it could have been framed for Natasha. While her experiences with the hunters and shapeshifters there have not by and large been unpleasant. More good than bad, even.

But Daryl does strike her as the most genuine, even when he was awkward.

Maybe especially then.

She returns his smile, equally sly. "Of course. Patrolling." She lifts her chin a little, arch as she continues. "It's a pretty nice area to patrol. Especially with company."