"Everything is a help, in a place like this. Takes all types, and I don't doubt that if whoever's running this place is bringing in this many people with military history and fighting ability, eventually there's going to be a reason for it." She doesn't share her own history, of course; he doesn't need a play-by-play of Red Room training, even if her skills are already listed in that book in the inn, which is something she's been meaning to ask someone about revising. There are some skills the previous Natashas had been willing to teach that she's not certain she is.

Natasha shrugs at his question, a gesture as fluid as her handstand. "I was, since there wasn't really anyone else around, but I'd be up for a few rounds of sparring, if you're interested. I might not have the same training, but I might be able to keep up."