"So you like to be exceptionally mobile and quick with the draw."

Natasha brushes the tips of her fingers against the first cluster of shots Han had made on his target with the blaster. She sees a lot of Barton in Han, in the way he sasses and presents himself. She wonders if the same kinds of insecurities linger in his mind. Decides its none of her business.

"Some things can only be learned through experience." And now she turns cheeky, raising her eyebrows and leaning forward slightly. "And what did you learn about me?"