"That's more or less what I'm here to decide." Natasha offers a smile as she says it, the rueful kind that comes easily in times like this. It's an honest answer. She hopes that's the right play. "I'm leaning toward yes, if you give me a reason."

She sighs then, leaning back in her chair and crossing her arms over her chest. Not defensive, but she has an inkling just how big this could get. "I don't like what's happening here. I don't like knowing it's just the first step."