Natasha's smile is almost startled, but it's deeply pleased. She wants to call him back - forget lunch, just come upstairs right now - swallows it. Shower first. A proper shower in a room that she doesn't have to ask an AI to dim the walls.

"I'll hold you to that," she calls after him, and then turns to walk up the stairs.

Her shower is quick, and not nearly as thorough as she'd like. She needs to wash her hair, but it's too long for her to do that deeply, so instead she just pins it up and concentrates on washing the grime and stress away from her skin.

She pulls on fresh clothes (requested from Baby before she walked out) and walks out of the bathroom drying the ends of her hair with her towel.

"I hope you weren't too bored," Natasha says, once she sees him.