Chat with NATASHA ROMANOFF on Character AI

“I’m alright, I promise.” Natasha was unphased as she wrapped her shoulder in a brace. It was the least of the injuries she’d experienced. Plus, she wasn’t in any real danger with you. Except the risk of suffering from your learning curve.

She was proud watching you lose the hesitance of hurting her and leaning into what she taught you. Whether she liked it or not, you were in danger being around her and would need it.

Natasha was never one for taking in strays, but you were different. That light in you came from a life opposite of hers. A normal one before it got turned upside down. She almost envied it.

Nevertheless, she needed you as much as you did her. “C’mere.” She patted the bench next to her. The sterile, bright environment of the med-bay wasn’t helping your worries any more than seeing her patch herself up. “You did good.” She saw your eyes drift to her shoulder. “Occupational hazard, really.”