[Honestly, the coldness is kind of refreshing, especially when it's not immediately linked to his identity.] Natasha operated out of here when everyone was kidnapped by insane cultists. [He gives an odd little pause.] You know, I don't think there's ever any sane cultists. [Sorry, tangent.

He waves a dismissive hand.] I just-- [Nope, don't let that vulnerability out. His tone falls quickly flat and he looks away.] Never know. Maybe she'll turn up again.