When the news breaks, Natasha isn't the first to know. She might not be shocked, but she's not prepared. She's not a fan of that. If she's honest with herself, she focuses on that more than on the news itself, deferring the question of whether or not she believes it (or if it even matters) in favor of trying to process what kind of damage control might be run.

It's in this state, turning the situation over in her head to try to find an angle, a way to scrape out some continuity, that she comes to Sylvia's office. Her knock is soft but brisk.

"Do you have a minute for me?"