Natasha had given him a few days to recover, to settle back in. She knows just how long it can take to come back from something like what he's been through, and she lets those he's closest to be the ones to hopefully step in as his support. But it's only for a few days, before she's knocking softly on his door and poking her head, carefully balancing a tea tray in her hands as she looks to wherever he's at within, offering him a faint smile.

"Is now a bad time or are you up for some company?"